With a dozen pillaged villages burning brightly (light up the nightly) below me
And a dozen mortally-wounded dragons raising a feeble dying roar
Here I sit on this bald peak
New targets for to seek
O being the mightiest
Is a crashing great bore— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) November 1, 2018
O bards their prophecies gleefully sing
Lovingly describing much horrible doom
Mutilations and violations vivid do ring
Until wizard’s spell sends bards skyward with a loud BOOM— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) November 4, 2018