| Open Poetry #29 |
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The Flame Within: A Ranger's Point of View |
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ThunderMage Senior Member
since 2002-06-20
Posts 812Canada
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I can sense the evil as it approaches; Ne'er a moments rest in this wooded Hell! Orcs? Goblins? Dragons? Demons? They all challenge me, so I fight well. The woods are my home, and home to the wild, But this forest's a nightmare for man and beast! But what's this? A boar? A fat juicy one! Tonight my friends, we'll have a King's feast! But what danger lurks in these darkened trees? Will anyone ever truly know? I guess I'm forced to wonder, as usual, No matter where I might want to go. What is life without poetry and adventure? |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Yes I can see an adventure coming on. ![]() Cold hands means a warm heart |
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