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KuruShio
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since 2003-11-18
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0 posted 2003-12-19 03:43 PM


I know it seems long but its a fun read.


Battle.


The mirror broken on the floor
The shadow token on the door

The crow crying out in fright
As something new enters night

Out of tales of fairy’s glee
Something dreadful sent for me

Stalk the patches of deepest black
If it finds me I won't be back

Encloaked now the shadow stood
The glint of eyes beneath the hood

A traveler of realms afar
Of wretched shade and living scar

Old bones and young skin was I
Hidden menace warned me fly

Tavern left and chill night found,
To paths of stone that trees surround

Stranger standing still as death,
Bounded after with snowy breath.

Still flaming were his eyes,
Peering out from dank disguise.

All in terror fled his wrath,
As undeterred he trudged my path.

Demon or fiend it followed on,
I looked behind and thought it gone.

Below fell trees ahead of me
Waiting, laughing, was my enemy.

Try as might I could not run.
I stand to fight and see it done.

Came he then and fighting flew
My sword out flashed in blazing blue.

The tortured trees a burst with flame,
And howling winds of ice and rain.

Combatants chancing life and limb,
Rage of battle and deaths own whim.

Vengeful hatred outside of time;
We danced with death, song, and rhyme.

Blade was bright, steel was tight
His unhooded helm seethed with light

Shade thought I, or shadow you die!
From him out came a thundering cry.

Charged and slashed as brothers grim
I slowly staggered away from him.

How black his blood, how black his mind,
How black his thoughts he left behind.

His armor rang out upon the stone.
I left him there to die alone.


Neither night nor day can give me purchase only purged dust on earth can avenge the worthless.  
KuruShio  (DeadlyBob)

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SharaRose
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since 2003-07-19
Posts 2501
Somewhere out there~
1 posted 2003-12-19 04:22 PM


When dying to yourself you gain so much more.
Terr1~

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender...Dido

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