Main Quest

Languishing lazily in a field
With the sun on my back.
A wyvern approaches
With wings torn and black.

She says she's the keeper
Of all my frail findings.
She's kept all my treasures,
Thinkin' I wouldn't be minding.

What the wyvern withheld
Was the she was a snake.
A deceiver in sheepskin,
Manipulator and a fake.

She's left me here now
On this quest all alone.
And now it's up to me
For my sins to atone.

Drag my way to a tower,
With my sword on my back.
I stare into the darkness.
Into the void. Into the black.

Author's Note

"The past is a pebble in my shoe"
-Poe, of one sort or another.
Poignant quote.