Torvaldr Torgarson's Poetry
| Rage AS XXXVII 7/29/02 March in step and sadness Susan's barrow awaits. Cold the ground that claims her Keening raised in sorrow. Ancient heirlooms sharpened Able hands so eager Rage in anger rises Red the tide of vengeance! This was written as part of the schtick for the upcoming Mists/Cynagua War. |
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