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[aid] => Mick
[title] => THE DARK TOWER PART TWO
[time] => 2002-12-07 16:00:00
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[bodytext] => THE DARK TOWER PART TWO
Upon the wind-warped path I cross, Tread almost placid from the carpet moss. Hail now rain hue in sheets of cold, Thunderous clouds blistered and rolled. Shadows wandered storms again, Worn relics of torture murk now pain. I would not let the Dark Tower rule this land, I had stopped it confronting with my very hand. I trudged as if still in a daze, Until my thoughts settled so did my gaze. Path was spreading getting wider, Silky patterns glistened from a praying spider. A tree seemed odd sunken thread, Almost cavities and a face of dread. Branches started to thicken shoots now claws, Before me an Eye Of The Forest man-of-war. Tingling energies I attuned my mind, Incarnations summoned warrant unwind. The beast moved foreword stomping the ground, An evil aura displayed around. Mocha brown now raven black, I raised my staff preparing to fight back. Blackened, charred hole from a lightning blast, Magic arrows invisibly cast. Branch-like claws slashed and mawed, Disemboweling cut almost scored. Firing an arc of citron fire, Stumbling as my will began to tire. Claws caught fire like kindling sticks, The whole mass I had just lit the wick. Flames rubious licked the beast, Exploring cracks in a frenzied feast. Deep blood curdling howl from the heart, I received it all in my heart. For casting spells drains my life, I feel the administration of a cutting knife. Flamingo flames devoured the sable, beast like an artiste, Gathering my thoughts I carried on southeast. The Dark Tower had been a portal of evil for decades, Creep whispers through the bloodless glade. The Tower had once been a comely place, Ruled by a king and the elder race. But the fusion of the dark one again, Had changed the land bringing despairing pain. Cryptic minions now reel the walls of cold, Thus my odyssey takes me my story unfolds. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 167 [topic] => 40 [informant] => wellsmark [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => fantasy )
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