The Red Rider

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic


The division into war's bloody ride.


Marching fife of armies on the march

 

Blades already parched

 

Comes a new bloody dawn

 

A blade silencing the yawn

 

A new day illuminated by flame

 

As generals play their games

 

Fires sweep their homes

 

As they pray form their tomes

 

They feel the dragon's breath

 

An agonizing and blistering death

 

Some seek shelter in their faith

 

To be made into a wraith

 

For this day the red sky

 

Rises and it's time for the soldiers to die

 

The cities offerings to the red throne

 

Battlefieds filled with broken armor and bone

 

Testaments to carnage far and wide

 

As war goes on his red ride


Submitted: September 03, 2018

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