| Subject: + The Return + |
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Raistlin
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Date Posted: 07:26:37 08/22/02 Thu
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+ From the shadows, he returned +
+ His body was ragged, bloodied, scarred +
+ His legs were shreads, no longer their muscular self +
+ In his left talon, he bore a staff +
+ Made of ebon wood, enchanted with diamonds +
+ His scales shimmered like water on pure silver +
+ Eyes of silver and blue look at the two dragonesses +
+ Orbs were empty, no emotions within +
+ Slowly, with each step, he made his way towards them +
+ With each step, a moan of pain escaped his jaws +
+ Looking, his breath deepened, and he almost collapsed +
I do it all for...Everdark
+ He looked to his mate and nodded his head +
+ He noticed her large stomach, his draclings within her +
+ How he loved her so very much +
+ Looking to his oldest, he smiles +
+ She knew what he planned, what he was doing +
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Rċistlin
- Archmage -
The Shadow Archmage
~ Corruption hits the mind first
Yet then the heart is decayed
And when too late
The soul is overwhelmed with hate.
~ The dreams to shelter under
Are taken as forms of nightmares
The victory can never be won
But the misery will never be none.
~ Desperation becomes hatred
As hope turns to ruins
Only a few are defined,
Anger, rage, frustration, single mind.
~ Crippled, the corruption finally enters
~ And tears apart all goodness within
As well as the body upon a painful weight
Yet the mind complexes not too late.
~ With the help of a staff
And the quick wit and mind
The Lord of the Darkness stays
Sacrificing all for his enchanted ways.
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