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Bolivar the Barbarian
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia 
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This is for Hardrock who encouraged me in this madness.  Bolivar the barbarian strutted into town he came to rape and pillage and wear the iron crown astride a dappled war-horse, with whip in meaty hand he expected full submission from people and the land. Bolivar the barbarian roared his name with pride and corralled all the towns-folk within the tiny square there he made his demands and took it in his stride, when mutterings of doom arose from the cowering people there. Bolivar the barbarian took victims by the score and had them cruelly executed to show his mighty power and Bolivar took concubines and made slaves from townsfolk store he sent insane the king, made him beg within the hour. then this poor king, did concede to Bolivar's great demand the people cringed in thoughtfulness and held each other's hand he gave the townsfolk over to do with as Bolivar pleased as they prepared to meet their doom their hearts were barely eased. Each had kith and kin whom were lost to them that day man, woman and child bowed their heads and bent as if to pray then Bolivar commanded the townsfolk to all kneel Bolivar stood and gloated, then branded each one with his seal. a reminder of their fealty that they had sworn that day they had all chosen to live, but to live was to obey Bolivar reminded them this was to be their lot he would accept nothing less, would not tolerate plot. The king he laughed in madness and drool formed on his chin and dribbled down his surcoat, with spittle in reserve his arms and chest hung limp and loose , empty eyes within observing all, one scrawny child vowed he would not serve. disguised among the crowds to the back and to the side came the plot from Darian to ensure Bolivar would die Bolivar the barbarian took Darian's mother for his bride and did not see the child who gave his word, but gave a lie. Darian waited patiently hope's glimmer did he see there within the iron crown was plan for victory Darian called the blacksmith a man with iron thews And bade him build an instrument to carry out the ruse a glazed, burnished mirror the blacksmith forged anon, Darian's plan burned feverishly, just waiting for the sun. On the first day of summer, when day dawned bright and clear Darian gathered in the square with thinned out crowd and spare Darian chortled gleefully he knew the time was near then with a word the mirror, unclothed set fire to Bolivar's hair Bolivar screamed in anguish and fell down to the ground felled within an instant by melded heat of iron crown Then Darian took the people's praise and then vowed they'd not bow down again the people cheered and claimed him king but Darian would not wear the thing instead he chose a better way became a shepherd lived happy that way. |
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Hardrock Senior Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 948New Hampshire, USA |
Kethry...I'm flattered that I encouraged you...but to madness?(hehehe) It's a beautiful story...and lots of fun too. Nice job!! Hardrock |
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Deranger Member
since 2000-05-10
Posts 498Somewhere, between here and there |
This is a tad divergent from the norm, but different is good. Really good. Mad kings…how come there always mad? ---------------------- Spreading insanity, one post at a time |
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lotharingia Senior Member
since 2000-06-04
Posts 897saarbruecken, Germany |
Hahaha! Served him right! I really enjoyed this. Great read and excellent messages! Lotharingia "Dreams are life, reality, creation" Miguel de Unanumo |
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