Before The Gates Of Alahsar - Version 2 - 32
The Dark men fought on past their mother,
many had seen the mighty one fall
they fought on with bitter hate,
as now, once more, did the mother of the storm.
Her spear flashed lightning,
she stirred on her horses,
the chariot moving quickly forward,
the spear drinking deeply of Arlagh's blood.
The battle now raging,
one large cacophony of terror,
many smaller battles now being fought,
each as important as the next.
The mother of the storm,
so terrible in her warlike glory,
the darkness of the storm in her movements,
the lady dressed all in black.
She fought like a typhoon,
a mother wishing to meet her son,
to slay all in her way was her goal,
her mind upon the destruction of the foe.
It was arduous work,
she saw the Dark man stand again,
still, she struck with lightning speed,
her spear thrusting home with such anger.
On her left, many of her Dark men,
they struck the left flank of spiders and wolves,
in this crucible, they felt no fear,
they were truly children of the storm.
Their hatred for these creatures was ingrained,
they struck home with such power and speed,
nothing could withstand the shockwave,
nothing did.
Then a voice was heard to cry out,
"Walk in the light!"
It was the dark man,
all the Dark men repeated the call.
Then all the field of Badicha cried out,
"Walk in the light!"
the battle did rage on,
death and destruction on the plain of Badicha.
Chapter ..... 3 .....Part ..... 5.
Turvehr now led a contingent of Dark men,
to the Palovar ford, they did charge,
the enemy were now emerging in great numbers,
across the ford they did stream.
Battle was met, and its crash was heard,
the thunder did fill the air,
this emergence of the enemy had to be stemmed,
whatever the fatal cost might be.
Turvehr had led this charge,
his mighty body crashing into that of a spider,
the mighty horn of power finding its mark,
the underside of the spider now open.
How it did scream in its death agony,
now it was a dying terror,
it now attacked anything near it,
only wanting to escape the dark-winged death master.
To Be Continued ..........
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Vladislav Raven
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