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Author Name: Freemeaningless 5 Comments
Date Added: October 16, 2012 09:10:09 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Fabled Decisions

"The  flame, all for the flame
one by one or in droves they came;
warriors weak and warriors strong
now the carrion on which I feed.”


        "Wait! Keelag, wait.
        Tell me again, why?
        When our hulls already creek
        beneath spoil’s undefeated weight."

        "Targain, do I smell fear?
        All that is gold
        is not measured in ounces
        nor collected as cargo."

        "Fear! I?
        The sword across your back
        over more lands than time can count.
        mistrust only of an old beggar’s
        devil cursed white eyes,
                          eyes that leave a serpent
                          to crawl beneath my skin
        like the children's stories
        he deems prophesy."

        "But think, Targain, think,
        dream if you must.
        A circlet of golden-red fire
        cold as metal on translucent gems.
        Never will the wearer fear defeat
        and our queen, shall at last
        embrace dawn’s light,
                                   her king to meet."

        "Yes, Keelag,
        you have sung so
        over three oceans of blood
        and again upon this isle of frozen rock
        forgetting,  too easily,
        how prophesies dance with deceit:
                          dead men fear nothing
                          of what a queen might meet."

        "My friend, my sword,
        you are like an old woman to young love
        save your words
        and embrace my dream!"

        "So be it! My captain,
        I was born to follow;
        Let us face this worm,
        relieve him his
                   precious trinket
        and be done with it."




that’s it
my little ambitious thieves
come forward…

it’s time to dine.

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Comment By: PremiumShirls on October 16, 2012 08:29:18 PM Report

Very enjoyable to read.

Comment By: PremiumShawn on October 16, 2012 03:38:01 PM Report

It reminds me of the fantasy novels I read. 

A quest of the arrogant and the foolish, to take from a mighty advesary in hopes for glory only to be crushed(or eaten). I wanted more, now I have to wait for the next book to come out!:) Kidding. It was great, perfect as usual.



Comment By: FreeBarbara Demasson on October 16, 2012 03:02:33 PM Report
Deemed a trinket but so much more. The ending quite spoiled my appetite...I'll pass on the carrion good sir. Consistent in 'time' it is presented in and the characters are easily definable. Well done!

~Barbara D.~

Comment By: FreeFirestone Feinberg on October 16, 2012 11:37:51 AM Report
I can't say that I understand this -- but i can say that it was beautiful to read.  It doesn't matter to me really if I understand a poem or not.  I can be happy hearing the music in the words.  And this has plenty of fine music!  --David
Comment By: FreeAdri on October 16, 2012 09:31:20 AM Report
Interesting, I really enjoy it. I like the intensity of this 


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