July 1, 2018 · 3:13 pm
Christian Mølsted
—Aim—Less—
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I Like The R.S. Aimless
(Royal Class Space Ship)
Maybe In the End
It’s All About the Ship.
(Circle)
& How It Brought Together
All These People
Like This Group
So After All It Was Not Aimless.
Bonds Forged & All That Jazz.
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The Legend of The Seven Serpents:
From The Egg of Nothing
Came & Sprang
The Dragons of Creation …
They Poured Their Souls
Into The 7 Known Races
Before the Coming of Man
That Was
Now
He Has a Hand to Play
Sunder the Worlds
or One Great Nation
All They Left Behind
Were Dragon Scales
Pieces of Power
They Have Yet to UnFold
Myths & Legends
& Stories UnTold
Will Man
Be The Piece
That Has Been Missing
So Long
So Begins
Our Tale
(of Forgotten Lore)
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March 31, 2015 · 3:52 pm
Thomas Cole
Stone & Steel
on To
the Temple
of Hephaestus;
What Glory a Waits me,
Forlorn Son
of Past Noble Deeds.
OnWard
to the Treasures
Only I Could Steal,
Past Gorges & Ravines.
Through Withering Heights
I Followed This Dream,
Minerva’s Steed.
No Earthly Things Did I See,
Only Cold, HardShip & Depravity;
Till I Reached That Crystal
Cavern of Old.
The Lame God
was Depicted In Many Scenes,
the Love of Fire & Forge
& That
Which I did Seek;
His Crowning Achievement
the Star Sword;
Aphrodite’s Bane;
Aries’ Whore.
What I Wonder
Will Bar my Door
From This & More.
In Answer Blood was Spilt;
Mine.
For That Steel Clad Creature
Had None I Could Find.
Brazen Brass Bull,
my Blade
a Tiny Broken Thing.
Sharp Fingers Rend Flesh,
Curses Give Way to Screams
At the Test
of Metal Against Muscle.
Plunging the Pommel
Through One
of Its Fiery
Red Orbs;
Kicking Out with Both Feet.
Thrusting It & Much of me;
For the Talons Still Did Cling
to Pieces of me,
From the Shelf
Where we Did Battle.
In To the Fire
That Did Ring us In
Before a Bridge.
Where I Once Again
Took Up my Plight,
For I Saw No Way
It Could Survive
Or Climb the Black Night
That Had Swallowed
the Guardian
of the Crypt.
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Taken From
the Private
Journals
of #B27321
Last Son
of a
Fallen Line.
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October 2, 2014 · 11:02 pm
Christopher Paudiss
This Wooden
Dell
a Bloody
Screaming
Hell
the Mangled
Bodies
Give
Proof
Of the
Gypsy
Curse
That Has
Laid my
Company
Bare
the Pieces
Still
Cling
Crimson
Still
Streams
&
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