I looked upon this scourge of a man
I decided to build a fire here, he couldn't stand
At first I thought he was a scribe
But old filthy armor his cloak did hide
A knights is what is he's true brand
Maybe once he was a noble man
But now he smelled of smoke, despair, and other lands

His sword was layered thick with what looked like rust
But I could smell it was fear, blood and guts
Made me wonder if he was the evil ones hire
I crouched beside the blue licked fire
Trying to decide this mortal souls fate
Maybe I should leave him at death's soothing gate
When he awakens I will force him to explain
I'll make him tell me to who, and what he has caused pain
Because as I look upon him I feel my empathy grow
He unknowingly will decide the final blow

I call upon Nyx to hide me in her darkened misty veil
I'm afraid with the gaping wounds he is to frail
To see my branded scared body from hell

But as I sit and wait for him to wake
I feel the ground shake
And hooves that had the sounds of thunder
What I seen was a beautiful evil wonder
It was his horse, I caught it and tethered it to the biggest tree
It took a great talismans to make sure it didn't break free
It's coat was like diamonds dark as ink
On it's haunches was an evil stink
This beast was as strong as a thousand demons
It's fiery red eyes where just beaming


Why is he on his feet?
How can he see me?
I guess it's time to meet!