Poetry From Asulon

[Robert082885 1]

The Dweller at the Acre Meadow

The dweller at the acre meadow.

Twas thither ever such a more gentle fellow.

Thine eyes and hair, the color of the earth.

Thine respect for nature and anger dearth.

Born yore, thou would cometh back to thine place of birth no more.

Oh fullsome spirit fere, with soul so full like yonder mere.

God hath blessed thee with compassion for the weak.

And durst protect those who would spend their lives on their knees.

On thine land out far in the wilds deep,

Thy hard work shall reward, I pray for thee.

Thou father had passed, leaving behind what he had wrought.

And ye shall wax in solitude, where otheres wilt not.

(OOC) I will share them as I write them... if people end up reading something about their character in one of these and are offended I apologize. I wanted to write stuff about the lore and sometimes the characters that exist in that lore are most interesting part of it. Thank you.

[ULTRA LORD 25]

This is very good... I think LoTC is a great canvas for poetry, keep it up!

[Knox213 10]

Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.