My heart leaps, for softly now comes its true delight
Creeping to my forbidden arms in the darkest deep of night

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 2, 2018

Hush, little one, now don’t you cry
Those’re just adventurers clanking by
Hush, little one, now dry your tears
They’ll chop all the nasty monsters from toes to ears

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 1, 2018

The thief steals gently along rooftop, under moon
Where he’d dare not walk at fullbright noon
Likewise, I’d not woo you, for fear of fiercely-ordered stop
In thy father’s throneroom, with all those gauntlets that could in challenge drop

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) July 30, 2018

2)
Old Snout had been ancient before the mountains around his lair had names. He was older and larger now. And beginning to look bony.
The fire in his eyes was deeper, but burned as hot as Hot enough that the dragonling landing on a peak beside the Aeon Dragon without noticing Old Snout drew back upon seeing he had company.
Ere daring to ask, “Honored Elder, may I tarry here?”
Old Snout smiled.#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) July 23, 2018

4)
Yet didn’t dare flee.
It was a VERY wide smile.
“Oh, yes. And in relative safety. I’ve eaten this month.”
The dragonling suddenly wanted to be very far away.#epic fantasy Ancient dragons were known to be as capricious as they were cruel. Younger ones usually didn’t bother with “capricious,” but devoted themselves to mastering “cruel.”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) July 23, 2018

1)
“Hear ye! And heed! And repent! For the End Of All is nigh, the vast jaws of the Serpent That Devours All gape hungrily, and none shall escape! HEAR YE!!!”
The barbarian reached up and clamped one shield-sized fist over the…#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 19, 2018

2)
…loudly declaiming mouth, and in the resulting sudden silence turned to the rest of the tavern table, and interpreted in his usual laconic growl, “Drink up. Seems to be closing time.”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 19, 2018

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Behold infamous haunted empty suit of armor, awaiting us, gleaming bright enough to see your face in
And if just one of its wicked deadly and tireless sword-slashes bites, it’ll collect your head in yon basin

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 18, 2018

I’m the Lord of High Parmurr, I own shiny new armor
That despite the sweat and the stink I ne’er want to doff
As whenever I’m bare, the monsters pounce right THEN, I swear
I wonder when they take THEIR armor off?

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 18, 2018

Strange and deadly beasts prowl closer apace
On our weapons our lives we’re now staking
’Tis far too late now to wisely retrace
The bold dungeon-delving strides we’ve been undertaking

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 20, 2018

My pet dragon only rarely doth growl
Even more rarely does his toothy grin scowl
Once in a dragon moon his forked tongue doth protrude
And that’s usually when he’s giving you dragon attitude

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 13, 2018

Even their armor and weapons he digested
For he was a dragon well adjusted
(Though sharp pointy things he detested)

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 14, 2018

The lurching corpse stares unseeing out of sunken worm-crawling eyes
Withered arms outstretched to claw and hold me
In horrid undeath tireless it doth rise
So holy water I now drenching hurl, and in holy magic I enfold me

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 12, 2018

A shining paladin is a flame-bright soul
As firm and obdurate as holy writ
A stainless holy role should be his or her all-consuming goal
Which can make him or her a bit of a [compost-git]

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 10, 2018

Yon silent ship sails nigh every night
See? Yon its many lanterns now cheery gleam
Sank, it did, ten years back, with many a knight
Reaching life again is their undying dream

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 11, 2018

An adventuring banner should in victory’s flame curl
And never in craven surrender furl
It should flutter boldly when by dragon breath tested
Until every last adventurer who bears it is bested
(And in a cozy grave infested)

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 11, 2018

1)
“They’re slaughtering everyone,” the youngest guard said gloomily, “and we can’t get out. We’re doomed.”
“Shut up and help me with this vat, will you? We need to use it and then pour it down the oubliette in a hurry. … #epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 2, 2018

3)
WITHOUT leaving footprints.”
“What is it?”
“Paint. The stuff we repaint all the statues in the royal gardens with.”
“Klevrus, we’re going to DIE. Messily. This is hardly the time for…”#epic fantasy Klevrus shrugged, drew his sword, gutted the youngest guard, and shoved his body out the nearest castle window. It flattened some of the besiegers far below. Then he turned to the other guards. #epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 2, 2018

4)
“Anyone less stupid want to help me?”
“Sure,” said the oldest. “But we should lug the statues to the oubliette first. Once we’re naked and painted, we’ll be leaving prints everywhere. And I want THAT plinth for me.”#epic fantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 2, 2018

Above this haunted hill the starlight is still
All is drenched in cold bone-white
I draw near in the chill, awaiting the thrill
Of beloved vampire’s next loving bite

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) July 28, 2018

With a spell, I spin me phantom wings tonight
They last ’til dawn, and no more
I shall fly where the night dragons soar
And hope they cast me not down

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) July 29, 2018

Adventurers seldom prudent warnings heed
Driven beyond good sense by their need, or greed
Through gale and sunbake and wintry storm of snow
They come, and where they come, monsters go

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) July 29, 2018