Old age should burn and rave at close of day
But I just can’t muster the might, so pray
Bring me another tray
Liberally laden with drinks, and—for appearance’s sake—at least one canapé— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) October 27, 2021
Sir Randreval was a shining knight bold
His sword it outshone his hair of spun gold
His blued armor danced under the bright plumes it bore
His trail was all heroic tales, silenced monsters, and copious gore— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) October 28, 2021
The Dragon Who Loved Me lovingly embraced
A wyvern it had just torn open down to the waist
And as great gnawed, steaming chunks of wyvern innards fell from its lips
My three-days-preparing feast was in utter eclipse— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) October 29, 2021