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As the night is consumed by crimson mist, I stand surrounded by all manner of nefarious foes, both human and demon, living and dead as I stand my eyes burn with draconic flame I feel the lust ,the lust for blood and vengeance revenge for their words and actions, chains and abuse their acid venom The blades they used that flayed my flesh from my body leaving me with bones and sinew leaving me raw not an inch of skin left to protect me As I start toward my foes, consumed by blood lust and the flames of vengeance when wolves of silver rush in front of me and from the shadow of the wood a man and woman appear both handsome and lovely clad in white; from the black skies a wall of gold and black shimmering with light appear holding back my foes In the air clad in gold and black scales emanating power a dragon comes and from the earth rises a sylph ,a cold wind blows as summer leafs and the scent of honey mix with the frigid air around us and two Fae one of the winter and one of the summer court come walking out of the wind then dragon fire flames the barrier between me and my foes , the Fae speak in an unknown tongue immediately wind gathers gathering my foes in a tornado of such power that non could avoid the earth arose around the fury of the storm as the pair in white strode into the storm soon I heard not pain but moans of joy emanate inside wolves rushed in soon there came limbs flying from the maelstrom of power the dragon rose into the air above the magic’s of those around me soon the smell of burning flesh flooded my nose soon the carnage was over
this is also a personification

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Date: 5/11/2012 7:58:00 AM
Sounds like something from a Black Sabbath album or perhaps one of J.R. R. Tolkien's dragons. You might want to check out the Scinece Fiction Poetry Association - they publish pieces like this. Peace & Blessings Matthew Anish
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Date: 5/4/2012 10:49:00 PM
nicely penned. Regarding your comment no I am not scottish. But that side of the world is very interesting to me! Love english scottland and all the folktales there within.
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Date: 5/4/2012 8:31:00 PM
This is dark and evil and causes my spine to shiver...I had recently read Weiss's book, 23 Minutes in Hell for at least the 2nd or third time...there are some very scary images that seem all too real...I am curious what made u want MY opinion? I am a novice, dear. The scenery you've painted is way too real...
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