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[Appreauntis]

I wrote this poem that has to do with my world:

 

Thus spoke the red prophet as he died…

 

 

Born on the field of battle

The Ice Lord cries out to the sky

Answers of lightning, thunder and ice

Make falter the cruel crimson tide

 

She-without-fear is his mother

His Father looks on from lost time

 

Death, his constant companion

Kelek-Tur, his treasure to find

Cold eyes see twelve who will gather

His left hand will slow even time

 

Naked he wakes into battle

Death Dreamer who turns back the tide

Steel-eyes-that-burn some will call him

The Motley Warrior shall rise.

 

Awaken the Ice

 

Bring down the false sun from it’s climbing

Slay the black dragon who grinds

The poor of the land that is under

The harsh glow of Sulats’ red sign

 

Red ships are coming.

Crimson fleet flying.

Wars multiply.

The Sun King is anxious to find….

….and hide all the mysteries that bind.

 

The Ice Lord Cometh.

 

Any feedback would be nice.

 

And other poems.

Edited May 1, 2014 by Appreauntis
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