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Glimpse of Doom
The Middle-World,
consumed by strife,
and ice.
Brothers defile sisters,
fathers murder sons,
the Great Winter,
spares no one.
Bonds burst,
and hatred,
poisons his mind.
The Sly One,
slips free from his,
sorrowful bonds.
Revenge he will seek.
Blood he will spill.
The Wolf runs free,
the Nine Worlds sundered.
The Great-Devourer,
born from Deceit and Anger,
shall consume existe...
Wednesday 13th January 2016 1:49 am
Twilight of the Raven God
In the distance I see him there,
smile spreading cross face,
hate and fire filled eyes,
he will be my demise.
With a mighty roar,
he advances.
Earth shaking as he sprints,
My fate is sealed.
I spur my steed,
Steel my nerves,
Focus my eye on the Wolf,
Knowing I will die,
I am calm.
My aim is true,
I throw the Swaying One,
and the Wolf yelps in fury.
Blinded is he,
by spear an...
Tuesday 26th May 2015 3:17 am
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