My first thought: death was in every swing of his sword
For where’er he looked men died, as if he slew with glaring eye
Until a field of corpses did deep-heaped and untidy lie
Farmers rejoice; he giveth us fertilizer we can for once afford— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) February 11, 2022
For, what with my whole world-wide wandering
How came the flumph to be? I am yet pondering— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) February 12, 2022
The dragon? It might be dead for aught I know
Some lie still for years, for they live slow
But when they stir, can fry a realm before the sun is high
This one right here? Oh, it’ll stir by and by
And then, sir, watch ye kingdoms die— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) February 12, 2022