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The Siege of Cheyrse

Poetry By: sherry1

My entry into MAmber's challenge :)

Submitted:Jan 12, 2012    Reads: 13    Comments: 8    Likes: 3   

Something in the air was not good today.

Morlock looked around and knew.

He felt it, felt the unrest.

Today was going to be the day.

The day that changed Cheyrse.

Walking down the cobblerstoned road,

hearing his footsteps echo,

he was mentally preparing himself

for what was to come.

Usually he liked to remain distant

but today that was not possible.

Potions stocked up

ready for the battle to come.

Enduring another

was sure to take it's toll.

But a cleric's work is never done.

Always someone

needing something.

But this was different this time,

for this battle was for his home.

He only hoped his magic

would be strong enough

to save them all.


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