Oh Vathelm, the City of Vice!A Poem by N.D. ReedFrom my dark fantasy world. Vathelm is a major trading city located on the southern coast of my fictional continent.
Gilded towers of purest gold,
And palaces of silk. As bright as any dragon’s hold, Or others of that ilk. Like the essence of man’s gluttony, Do the merchant lords have greed. Their lust for coin is legendary, Their indulges are freed. That bustling city, a sin that kissed, A throne on which to sit. Their reign is with an iron fist, Our lives are blood and grit. © 2016 N.D. Reed |
StatsAuthorN.D. ReedUnited KingdomAbout(Amateur) Writer and Poet. Read my speculative script based on Andrzej Sapkowski's "The Witcher" here: http://imgur.com/MuAct8m Most of my stories take place in a dark fantasy world of my own ma.. more..Writing
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