The mage she came a-wandering by
With a mesh-sack of three skulls under her arm
Until she came to the man-dragon’s grave
Where she began the undeath-rise charm— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) April 16, 2018
As I came into the deepest dungeon cell
She was hanging in her chains
Saw me and shifted, ringing many a tiny bell
No pride nor freedom now here remains— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) April 16, 2018
The dragon hath left me all alone
In this grim wild place unknown
Amid the bones of earlier heroes overthrown
But my defiance shall be cold stone— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) April 16, 2018