In dungeon deeps the blind worm doth crawl
His gnawings in time bring down many a high castle wall
And in their ruin proud kings, shining heroes, and filthy beggars all alike fall— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 26, 2019
I did not come silently to this place to do violence, or to steal
But the more I hear your scathing laughter, the more cold deep coiling malice I feel— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 27, 2019
The faeries by night come creeping; they seek
The princess sleeping in her lace-gold chamber
Their hands upon her shall not be meek
But in the morning, she will not remember— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 28, 2019