I met a man called Inferno.
Eyes blazing with fire,
A heart pumping embers with rage,
Molten rock hard skin.
He destroys everything in his path.
I met a girl called Perseverance.
Her skin tattoos with scars, eyes wide filled with relief.
Relaxed she shares her words of wisdom,
After a long war against her doubts.
I met a woman called Frost,
Her eyes as piercing and sharp,
Her face scattered with ice shards.
She sends the world back to ice age.