Erupts a scaled back and bulging arms.
Wide eyed it stares at the sights.
The fire burning around.
The cold ice.
The yellow moon.
The creatures they come out at night.
With a vengeance to annihilate all that was once built.
The rampage spills over and takes lives of the peaceful.
Peaceful ? - Is that the reason for your existence?
You do not deserve life foul beings!
Wrath - face it now. Face and shiver in front of us.
Wielding an axe a man stands up and beckons with a soft voice.
Come to me you.
Silence and thunder.
The war ended then.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
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