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Poetry News Post #2984

Maya's Halls

Written by: Ecstatic Aesthete Mardosi Firemane, Seeker of Tales
Date: Friday, April 28th, 2006
Addressed to: Everyone


For anyone who has ever had to pray for salvation.

Maybe the pygmy won't be hard
In fact he seems quite dull
What's that! A spear right through my chest
That sent me roaming Maya's Halls...

He's regal though quite nasty
In his Tower of Ember
One of the earliest foes that I can remember
The Imp Lord was amongst the first
Not the best nor the worst
Back when my journies just began...
He sent me roaming Maya's halls again

The Cultists dressed in black robes
In their moss lit Cavern
A group from whom I was to quickly learn
They stab fast and they stab hard
To your health they've no regard
It all boils down to in the end...
They sent me roaming maya's halls again

The Gnolls that Plague Manara
Really had it coming
For sending the Poor Mingruk a'running
The sentinels weren't all that hard
I had little trouble with the guards
But against two soldiers I thought I'd win...
But they sent me roaming Maya's halls again



Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Miraman, in the year 420 AF.


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Poetry News Post #2984

Maya's Halls

Written by: Ecstatic Aesthete Mardosi Firemane, Seeker of Tales
Date: Friday, April 28th, 2006
Addressed to: Everyone


For anyone who has ever had to pray for salvation.

Maybe the pygmy won't be hard
In fact he seems quite dull
What's that! A spear right through my chest
That sent me roaming Maya's Halls...

He's regal though quite nasty
In his Tower of Ember
One of the earliest foes that I can remember
The Imp Lord was amongst the first
Not the best nor the worst
Back when my journies just began...
He sent me roaming Maya's halls again

The Cultists dressed in black robes
In their moss lit Cavern
A group from whom I was to quickly learn
They stab fast and they stab hard
To your health they've no regard
It all boils down to in the end...
They sent me roaming maya's halls again

The Gnolls that Plague Manara
Really had it coming
For sending the Poor Mingruk a'running
The sentinels weren't all that hard
I had little trouble with the guards
But against two soldiers I thought I'd win...
But they sent me roaming Maya's halls again



Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Miraman, in the year 420 AF.


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