The girl and the beast

A small girl stands
Eight, nine perhaps ten
None-the-less arms spread wide
Facing the fierce waves
Each pillar of harsh water crashes
The lightning crack
And from the depths rise the tentacles of the mighty Krakken
Sailors told sailor stories
And mothers told of tales at bed time
Yet to none was it more real
Than this small girl
Battling the waves of watery grave
Defiantly waiting for the beast
Eternity passed, bystanders in shock
Storms raged and fires blazed
Cannons fire, guns are popped
But the beast could not be stopped
It approaches the girl on the rocks
The lightning in her eyes sparked
It reached for her, striking fear and panic into all those present
But the girl, the girl.
What happened next was a miracle
The girl and the beast
Locked together in a sweet embrace
And together, together they fall
In sweet sweet harmony they sink to the bottom of the deep blue
To make their reality last an eternity
And to no longer be the girl and the beast