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Date Posted: 18:44:44 02/25/02 Mon
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In reply to:
BlackDino73
's message, "This is a narrative poem..." on 12:20:32 10/05/01 Fri
>I wrote that I hope someone will like.
>
I like it ^_^ *huggles her chibi DB plushie* Its very good! *wipes away tear* Must go watch CoH again... *trots off*
>A lone warrior stands overlooking a valley,
>battleworn and cryptic, sword drawn.
>An enemy's minions he fights ferociously,
>without a drop of sympathy for them.
>They seek to commit genocide on a race,
>not yet devoloped to know their danger.
>He stands now overshadowed by the enemy himself,
>lit from behind by the early dusk sun.
>The warrior stands with a club made of roots,
>having lost his sword.
>He is knocked back after striking, and mocked.
>"A stick, Really, now! What can you possibly do?"
>Almost silently and with great effort and contempt,
>the warrior answers; "Improvise."
>Swinging the club down on a pointed stalagmite-like
>stone,
>making a primitive hammer.
>Staggering forward, the warrior brings the hammer down
>in an arc, slamming the enemy in the chest, knocking a
>golden disk
>from him.
>The lone warrior catches it like a flipped coin in
>both hands, and green fire shoots from his eyes as he
>howls in victory and release, shattering the relic.
>He topples to the ground, he and his enemy, and soon
>his allies surround him, greiving.
>"Tell my tale to those who ask." He says, "Tell it
>truly.
>The ill deeds, along with the good, and let me be
>judged accordingly. The rest, is silence." He sighs
>with his last breath.
>His form goes limp, his essence leaving for the
>afterlifeof his faith.
>His comradessalute him, burn his dead body, and the
>tale is told...
>But not finnished; A single aborgine man grunts in awe
>at the hammer.
>He hits a hard fruit with it, and it splits, revealing
>the sweet innards.
>A snake coils for a strike, the anthropoid gasps, and
>strikes it first.
>The snake falls dead, the caveman grunts in joy, then
>howls in victory, a howl that echoes even among the
>stars where a single novablinks once, and goes out
>forever....
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