Critical Analysis #2 |
Euphemia- 1638 |
Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
Hush of dawn rests like benediction over silent grandeur of towering mountains; Flushed sky brightens into fiery eruption. Violent paroxysm portends destruction; Dark cloud descends as blackest night as earth is rent in Hell's retribution. Tongues of flame from Styx's explosion Bring forth streams of fire as ocean's tide, Flow over land to life's expulsion. Five thousand souls in conflagration, Euphemia sinks into earth's bosom, Swallowed whole, annihilation. Clouds of dust obscure forgotten foundation, Remnants of immemorial existence, Melancholy ruins of desolation. [This message has been edited by Tim (11-28-2003 12:57 AM).] |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Over-wordy. That's my first reaction. K |
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