15 August 2012
In this tale before my tale, I tell of how I did prevail, In this place, called Doam, Demons did stretch an arm.
They shriek and rage, as I scale, Up the face and down the trail, Free of my tormented cage, Never again, such wage.
Unforgiven thoughts had I, Of visions past before my eye, My right to feed they did deny, Made to watch my parents die.
I played my part, feigning fright, Much to the Drell's delight, But as the Drell rest in sleep, With their blade did I cut deep.
© 2012 by Pthasse Amadeus
Author's Note: This is from the story 'Rise of a champion', a prequel to another story I posted called Ezra; it is a fantasy/adventure. I am still writing this story but I'll post up new episodes once I think they are ready :-). Thank you to all those who liked, commented and reposted Ezra and Rise of a Champion @DierBeatrixx @Hermione28 @lauren @The_journalist @FuZhengCN @TheSecretGarden @Powa @Azmeril @mosiac6 @eggSCHELLE @robin @awesomeanchovy, @milkr, @coco. Thank you for inspiring me to keep writing. If you haven't already seen it, I have started posting up the prequel to Ezra called Rise of a champion. If you liked Ezra then you'll like this one, enjoy! Oh and feel free to comment etc.
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