Hero's tale
By WillSimpson
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We must fill up on suplies,
The dark arts master is planning to ride off tonight,
He is taking the bride,
Give me those sugary treats that stimulate my dopamine,
Give me your finest cuts and slices,
Give me one more thing
The tool that will destroy my evil vices.
Now go you 3 hero's show the centre one his way,
Take him to the castle where his bride is being kept
You fiend, wait just there,
The dark arts master has no right taking this angel,
What say you, fight or run.
I do not need to fight my own flesh and blood,
Im taking this woman to the dephs its for your own good,
Simon realease my hound,
The big raging wolf of the dephs, all I see is a puppy,
This beast is your only defender dark master,
But I must continue my adventure,
release my companion, or your companion will be slayed.
Once it runs at me savaging with its deadly fangs,
twice it comes again, snapping out its best,
Thrice I strike but still it snarls and cracks,
Fourth my tool is sharpened and its going straight through the mouth,
Piercing the brain my wolf is asleep on the ground,
I sacrificed the guardian,
I can no longer be proud.
How is this dark master, is this your satisfaction
The beast that guarded is dead on the floor,
release the bride, for you control her no more.
The hero knight has conquered this familiar sourcerer,
Now the bride has turned old and fragile,
What is this last curse. I hold you responsible.
Now when I awake, my last memory is a pain,
her old and fragile image is now just a name.
but i said this when I awoke,
I am a worm in a garden being pecked by birds.
my greatest companion I have slayed myself.
it was the only way.
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