![]() |
A poem about a greedy queen, her knight, a dragon, and a magical sword |
| The Silver Queen sits atop her throne, her dark knight kneels nearby witnesses to the blood-soaked curse and party to the crime. With stealth and cunning the knight made way into the midst of the dragon's hoard and risked enflaming the dragon's ire to steal away with it's magic sword. The dragon indeed sensed this slight and brought hell-fire upon the land peasant and soldier, all, died in vain while following the queen's command. The dragon reclaimed his enchanted sword and returned it to his legendary cave then exacted revenge throughout the realm in search of the perfidious knave. Now the queen rules over ashes and char nary a subject nor house remains just a queen and her misguided knight. Such immense cost for nothing gained. Written For: "Stormy's poetry newsletter & contest" Prompt: silver, dragon, dark, legend, knight, queen, sword, magic Deadline: 8/6/21 Line Count: 20 |