The medusa comes, stare not into her face
Or a stony doom thou shalt be given
She dwells in this forlorn and lonely place
For from fairer locales she has been driven
Sleep not, or she’ll vanish you without trace— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) July 11, 2019
The dragon’s venom coils and boils within my veins
Inflaming me with hunger for power and ever more monetary gains
And the knowledge that warm maidens should be applied directly to draconic chilblains— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) July 12, 2019