Tales of a Bard

No this is not a diary as things go. This is just my journal to keep my thoughts, writings poetry; - nonsense. Don't say I didn't warn you. I am an elf of the realms and have been told I already have lived an interesting life. Perhaps someday, another bard will sing my own tale. Here's to hoping! -the one known as- Alais Swiftwind

Friday, October 06, 2006

3 Deities

Dying light in the sole heartbeat of the moon
Shrouded light sings of the blessed hope of sun
The maiden dances to the swish of steel
The song plays and the night has begun

Lost twilight of a thousand shattered memories
Destitute dreams screamed on the lips of the dead
The laughing man lost in a veil of darkness
It is the beginning of the end

Pitch buring in the blackness of light
Delight lost in a pool of arachnid tainted blood
Dark chaos embodied caught in her own web
It is not over it is not done

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