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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