I found myself quite surrounded by dwarves
All rank sweat, beard and surly bite
They were effortlessly tossing barrels around the wharves
Until a good brawl someone should ignite

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) May 1, 2018

The dragons don’t come here any more
Why not? Something dark, that the old wizard knew
But when they carried him through the old tomb door
No one was left who knew mere tale from what is true

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) April 30, 2018