The Mask of Sisterhood

The hag was more than human –
She was a wild, austere,
Mighty manifestation of nature.

Tall and gaunt,
Face possessed of hard,
Craggy features with
Intolerant dark eyes,
Even her hair of snowy white and
Gently stooping back could not
Remove the sense of
Fear
Which she inspired in those around her.

Her face was pure evil,
Smoothed by the years of hypocrisy;
Her manners excellent.

She stood for some moments,
Gazing at her own flesh and blood –
Her own sisters –
Affection beaming in one eye;
Calculation in the other.