Musings of a Bard

By SylvanHuntress

The soaring heights and the treacherous depths of a simple Bard's tale, in many parts.

By SylvanHuntress on Tue, 28 Apr 2009

Kiss my lover, smite the sky, chain the hound as it runs by, beware the teeth, that ivory trap, beware the cracked jaws that snap.

By SylvanHuntress on Sat, 02 May 2009

Hear the mighty thundering of the chariots of war, wheels aflame with hate and the rush of heated blood...