Dark Poetry #3 |
The Pagan and The Berserker Part 3 |
Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Lady Awen didn't meet him this night, Up high upon the battlements, No sign of her in the forest, No laughter echoing from the gypsy's tents. Already the rage of his berserking, Threatening to overwhelm him, Was she in trouble or ill, With the disease plauging the village? Plauging all bar him? Caleb had searched the entire village, All the while his rage building inside, Surely she hadn't had a change of heart, And from the berserker's rage she wished to hide? He finally arrived at her father's castle, And was greeted by an angry mob, A hunting party if you will, The crowd with a blood lust that would inspire Odin or Gob. A man in Lady Awen's healing care had died, And the village turned their backs, Only ever barely tolerating her family's witchcraft, They now saw what she and her twisted family lacked. Then he saw his beloved, Tied to pillar and post, Stoned by the very people she'd helped and saved, All too soon his emotions overtook him and the berserker would be playing host...... *~ Love and Compassion are the moral fabric of world peace. ~* [This message has been edited by Isis (02-02-2002 06:16 PM).] |
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NapalmsConstantlyConfused
since 2001-05-15
Posts 529 |
go get 'em, tiger! i'd be peeved too! (besides, he has /\/\4|) P|-|4+ 3l33+ B3rZ3r| hehehehe. -Dave |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Any strong emotion - fear, anger, worry etc can set of a Berserker's rage... Isis |
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