Arcane Charmer

She was a peculiar girl
Or least that's what some say
She has always thought otherwise.

Adorned with hexing talismans
Her blood fueled by witch's lineage
All of it worn with pride.

Her ankles clinked
With petite silver chimes
They rang with every taken step.

Face slightly sunkissed
Tresses concealed beneath her bandana
Eyes sparkling with youthful delight.

Just where did she come from?
Why was she here?
No one could tell...
After all she was indeed a arcane charmer.