Fate or Destiny?A Poem by Michael ThrowerA poem that goes along with my opening: Green. It's also based on the story of Jonnathan Quill, so far mentioned in First Scene: Grimoire. Thanks :DBound by soul and weak by flesh No more alive, I'm lifeless My skin has rotten, I am undead Green flames in my soul, my flesh I have shed. A curse to my body, but this must be I learned the grimoire and set the world free I have paid a heavy price Yet my soul burns with life I am the color of green It runs me like gasoline I pray someday to be set free From this hellish bind that enslaves me Why did I do this? To help mankind? No, it was power Unholy divine. I was corrupted and consumed by the magic But a light still shines in places ever so tragic I had no hope of ever returning Yet I found a way A treacherous monster That I must slay. Learning to control this dark power I sought out the Sword of a coward He tried to defeat me in battle I destroyed the grimoire The Sword was shattered. Still today I do not rest I wait for my end The final test. © 2012 Michael ThrowerAuthor's Note
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7 Reviews Added on January 4, 2012 Last Updated on January 8, 2012 Tags: Green Gasoline Fire Hope Surviva AuthorMichael ThrowerAzeroth, GAAbout22 years old and a student at a community college. For now. I love reading and writing fantasy and fiction. I'm hoping that by using this site, I'll learn to become a better author and reader. If you .. more..Writing
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