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Passing over mountains and forging over fords slipping though forests filled with dappled shapes, the Coward-King makes his escape His heart is beating and his mind is fleeing As behind Him burns all he has ever known His kingdom ablaze His cities razed Fields salted books torn and statues melted His people fighting in the ruins dying ,trying, to let this not be the end Flee Coward-King as your nature becomes known as the mailed fist torches your own. **** whats been done! the Great Enemy has come! the dread Master of a dark and terrible horde and his servants seek you with ****** swords Dark Knights on vile steeds Grim men of black heart Exiles and renegades each eager to do his part To bring you low to make sure you reap what you've sown Can you hear the hounds a baying? Neath the trees swaying was that the sound of horses neighing? The shadows playing Your wits derailing, Coward-King, Your fortress walls have failed and your flight will be to no avail
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Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 4:45 PM UTC
The Flight of the Coward-King
Passing over mountains and forging over fords slipping though forests filled with dappled shapes, the Coward-King makes his escape His heart is beating and his mind is fleeing As behind Him burns all he has ever known His kingdom ablaze His cities razed Fields salted books torn and statues melted His people fighting in the ruins dying ,trying, to let this not be the end Flee Coward-King as your nature becomes known as the mailed fist torches your own. **** whats been done! the Great Enemy has come! the dread Master of a dark and terrible horde and his servants seek you with ****** swords Dark Knights on vile steeds Grim men of black heart Exiles and renegades each eager to do his part To bring you low to make sure you reap what you've sown Can you hear the hounds a baying? Neath the trees swaying was that the sound of horses neighing? The shadows playing Your wits derailing, Coward-King, Your fortress walls have failed and your flight will be to no avail
Hi everyone, second part of what may end up being a series. I had some issues with this one, as it got a bit hairy there for a second. I am also uncertain about the second last stanza, I have not found something similar but I could be wrong apart from the reap what you sow stuff. Any event, feed me critiques as its only my second posted work and I may need to rewrite.
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Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 4:45 PM UTC
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