Behold a blood-red, witch-dancing moon!
The very best time to draw the Dread Rune
And then, mayhap, we’ll sight her
As every unicorn canters lighter
And she draws closer—and the night gets brighter— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) July 6, 2018
O your dragon likes knights when they’re bold and young
And when it’s done munching, their armour ’round its lair gets hung
As somewhere a king or queen or lordling sadly begins to grieve
And a little bit more of that wyrm’s dark legend the bards begin to weave— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) July 7, 2018
The first wyvern shrieked, as it crashed down
Awakening the rest into wild alarm
Whereupon the bane-paladin smiled a most holy frown
And flexed one brawny anointed arm
For he knew he all too soon would be
A-slicing wyverns with his holy snickersnee— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) July 8, 2018
