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Warrior King's Plight

This piece was done with help from a friend, Homer(@chrysomer on Instagram), please do check him out. We took turns, alternating with each line. He began, then on and on it went. I’ll be starting his lines with “[H]” and mine with “[P]”, so keep track if you can??

I’m a fan of Brent Weeks’. Some content is tied to ideas used in his Shadow Books: ‘Beyond the Shadows’, ‘Shadow’s Edge’, and ‘The Way of Shadows'(must reads, for all epic fantasy, fiction lovers out there).

Enjoy!


WARRIOR KING’S PLIGHT

[H]        Despondent delinquent, I gaze into an abyss
[P]         My raging ruler’s spirit, impugning as is
[H]        Fiery and blazing, like a dragon’s breath it seethes

[P]         Would that winter dawns upon my gazing
[H]        But winter frolics and brings with it seasons whitening
[P]         And neither snow nor white ash could taint this pitch

[H]        The gods had already pissed and ruined its green
[P]         Now myrtle and mistletoe, birds never may preen
[H]        Not hens, not eagles nor owls may perch

[P]         Still I gazed into this abyss, this pitch, watching it stretch
[H]        The length of the waste was in miles at best
[P]         The breadth of it, the monsters! a roaming nest

[H]        Vicious and hungry, they roamed for prey, eyes wandering, they suddenly settled on me
[P]        But I expected this, longed for the chaos; Come!
[H]       They lunged forward, baring their frightening teeth, some still drooping the flesh of fresh meat

[P]        I draw my savage broadsword, cloaked in rage and revenge
[H]       Glittering with the black diamonds entrusted to me in Hades
[P]        My stance paints an undying picture, and Cerulean steel meets pitch

[H]       My blade whistles a singsong of vengeance, eager to spill blood in this battlefield
[P]        I am one man
[H]       My sword is legion

[P]        My will drives my blade, my will overwhelms my reality; when does it end?
[H]       It just did, he snapped out of his 3D and sighed heavily
[P]        Lol… That was a good one

 

There was no theme or working structure to this. We just randomly started this in a group on WhatsApp.

Please, don't forget to comment. :)

Copyright © Samuel Opara | Year Posted 2016

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