stormcracker
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The people scream running away saying, "run she is here."
I do not run away, I run to her.
The people say, "Do you not hear her screams of terror, her evil laugh?"
I say, "No I only hear her beautiful son and her lovely laugh"
I continue to run to her.
I come across dead bodies and the insane.
They say, "do not look at her she is hidious and will make you go mad"
I say, "I wish to gaze at her beauty."
I step over the dead and push past the insane.
I wonder "am I insane to think she is beautiful, am I alone?"
Then I notice others walkin to her and I know I am not alone.
When we reach her we bow to her and ask, "how may serve?"
for she is our Queen and we live to serve.
And we call her 'War'.
My first attempt at actually trying to write something. Any andvice and criticism is welcome.
I do not run away, I run to her.
The people say, "Do you not hear her screams of terror, her evil laugh?"
I say, "No I only hear her beautiful son and her lovely laugh"
I continue to run to her.
I come across dead bodies and the insane.
They say, "do not look at her she is hidious and will make you go mad"
I say, "I wish to gaze at her beauty."
I step over the dead and push past the insane.
I wonder "am I insane to think she is beautiful, am I alone?"
Then I notice others walkin to her and I know I am not alone.
When we reach her we bow to her and ask, "how may serve?"
for she is our Queen and we live to serve.
And we call her 'War'.
My first attempt at actually trying to write something. Any andvice and criticism is welcome.
