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The Barren Forests of Castle Raithbon

by Johnny Crimson

The fire raged bright
as the portcullis broke into embers
and fell to the swampy depths below.
The Bularny of Scottstril were raging
Santhagal's Tower
as the Rangers and Archer's of the King's guard,
struggled to defend her.

Sir Samshay Pilgris
stood atop the battlements
and peered through his spyglass,
aching his sore eyes
to see across a black field
engulfed in flames and blood.

There was that one time
at Best Buy
when we bumped into each other
after sharing a glance
and your iPod fell suddenly to the floor...

I truly am very sorry I chose your roommate
over you,
but you're certainly welcome
to join in whenever.

09/23/2014

Posted on 09/23/2014
Copyright © 2024 Johnny Crimson

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