Strite
11-25-2006, 05:54 PM
*Ahem*
In the dead of night they came, creatures of black, dark of heart. They're eyes burned as flame, they're skin cold as ice.
They ravaged the lands in numerous hordes, gallons of blood shed at the tip of they're swords, nothing could stand, everything shall fall.
On the 3rd day light fell, the morning sun brought with it a glorious site, a thousand dead creatures hung for the plight.
Hope was restored once more.
Whispers of a hero, a lone man who would drive them out, nonsense some said, but more creatures found dead would maybe convince them that a chance they still had.
Peace did return, a thousand years turn without a disturbance or ripple at all...
Night falls on the land, a sound can be heard not far from a town, a creature long forgotton not thought of in day, war is never dormant for long.
In the dead of night they came, creatures of black, dark of heart. They're eyes burned as flame, they're skin cold as ice.
They ravaged the lands in numerous hordes, gallons of blood shed at the tip of they're swords, nothing could stand, everything shall fall.
On the 3rd day light fell, the morning sun brought with it a glorious site, a thousand dead creatures hung for the plight.
Hope was restored once more.
Whispers of a hero, a lone man who would drive them out, nonsense some said, but more creatures found dead would maybe convince them that a chance they still had.
Peace did return, a thousand years turn without a disturbance or ripple at all...
Night falls on the land, a sound can be heard not far from a town, a creature long forgotton not thought of in day, war is never dormant for long.