None Left
None Left
Riders and horses left behind
Their morale quickly deflates
Lost in the mists of the vale
Outside and within
Tragic, desperate twists of fate
Naive fears mature in the land of waste
When their number are surrounded
The beat of the drums of war arise
Causing panic great and wild
And destruction of the riders.
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Authors: Alex Ness. Form: Poem. Length: 10 lines. Editor who accepted this story: Previous Editors.
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Abandoned Towers Content: A Norseman’s Lament Abandoned Towers Approaching Winter Storms Children of the Midnight Forest Empire of Iron and Stone Endless March Fighting For Our Own Giants of the Northern Steppe In Early Spring Lances High Left for Dead None Left One Last Battle Rise Aloft Valkyr Fly! Seven Suns She Slept while the Kingdom Burned Snow Sprites Ten Wild Men Run The Horde The King’s Men The Missing The White Wyrm The Wyrm of the Earth Thunder God Awakens True Homeland Upon a Giant’s Shoulders Upon Knees We Crawl Upon the Fringes Viking Slave Waters Deep Hide her
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