Let us ride then, fellow fools and I
To where the dragon soars across the sky
And the ashes of the dead lie heaped in the scorched and silent streets
In the land where hope is gone, and even despair retreats— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) December 9, 2021
In the back room the medusae come and go
Stoning men just to get them to silent grow— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) December 10, 2021
Fighting for a cause that she deemed right
She fled a dozen spears with a desperate leap
That carried her through witch’s spell and into darkest night
Where she landed in my arms, and fell asleep— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) December 11, 2021
