Go not into yon dungeon
The beasts therein are hungry and unkind
Endless is their sponging
Done with fangs sunk deep in your behind— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) December 22, 2017
I drew the blade that should stay sheathed
And the mighty dragon died
And now its hoard of gleaming rings
Heaps of coins, and enchanted things
That once adorned long-dust kings
Wink and glow on me as I ride— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) December 23, 2017
The faeries come, they flit like flies
Glimmering creatures, all full of lies.
They’ll whisper the brightest offers ever said
Whatever you do, take none of them to bed— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) December 27, 2017
In forgotten tombs, bright treasure lay grand
Guarded by deathtraps, and a ghostly band
Sentinels to ensure those riches shall forsaken be
Until their secrets be lost in fading time’s mystery— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) January 4, 2018