Long ago the prince rode away
And where his grave is, I cannot say
But when he left, hope here could not stay— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) October 22, 2019
Throw the skulls into the heart of the fire, and so set free the curse
There’s blood galore in that pyre; they died to shed it, but their revenge shall be worse— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) October 24, 2019
I hear the beat of mighty wings
Run and grab your swords and things!
For ere the last light of this day is spent
We’ll all be dead—or in dragon blood will have paid the rent— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) October 24, 2019