Razus 8 Share Posted August 17, 2012 A simple poem written on a small paper flies around and you catch it, reading it. The day was cold, and the forces bold, Dread and fear shown but not told, The ramparts were scaled, And arrows sailed... The poem seems to end there, small blood stains cover the bottom-left corner of the paper. A single tear rolls down your cheeks, and you wonder why. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Geo 1415 Share Posted August 17, 2012 Tavros' eyes shift rapidly, releasing the arrow in his composite yew bow. The arrow head pins the note to the tree branch in which he quickly retrieves. Upon reading the note his spirits feel lifted, sitting up in the tree he continues to watch the roads, reloading the arrow to the bow. Feeling much better about himself after reading such an ominous yet beautiful poem. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
steelersfan1221 300 Share Posted December 22, 2012 Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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