I have stalked through deep dark dungeons where few farers dare to go
And slain dragons in their lairs in summer gales and deepwinter snow
Killed nameless things in deep caverns, beside racing lava’s fearsome heat
And now sit on this grand throne, just to rest my aching feet— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) April 26, 2018
As we the adventurers battered
Were by the roadside lying
Bright soldiers dressed as if they mattered
Came riding up to see to our prompt dying
We swift their proud sneering shattered
And left their widows sighing— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) April 27, 2018
Look there, by shockingly unclad statue’s knee
That swirling magic, an eerie masquerade
Of things only deep in nightmares we usually see
Stealing closer, dodging light, keeping to shade— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) April 29, 2018