\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Watchmen there and nothing more.''
<\/div>
<\/p>
\u00a0 Deep into the city,\u00a0 venturing, long Keedin walked wondering, fearing,<\/p>
Doubting, dreaming dreams no kobold ever dared to dream at all;
<\/p>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 But the pace was unbroken, and the paladin gave no token,
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, \u201cDoll?\u201d
<\/div>
\n This Keedin sang, and the paladin shouted back ''You walk slowly, I deplore!'' \u2014
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Merely this and nothing more.
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 In the Hall of Vigilance, Keedin and the Doll with joy, reuniting,
<\/div>
\n Soon again he heard her voice although stricter than before.
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cSurely,\u201d said Keedin, \u201csurely tis a sign of adventuring.
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Let Keedin join, so he can write the tales, and this mystery explore\u2014
<\/div>
\n Let Keedin sing for a moment and this mystery explore;\u2014
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u2019Tis Keedin's wish and nothing more!\u201d
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The Helmite lead a Maiden of faith, to a trespassed Diviner,
<\/div>
\n In there she stepped, this stately Maiden, bearing the saintly Symbol of Torm;
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 With obeisance to her God, prayed she, for an hour did so faithfully,
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 And, past that hour, the Diviner's eyes opened, brought back from death's door\u2014
<\/div>
\u00a0Laid beneath the Watcher's gaze,\u00a0 brought back from death's door\u2014<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Shared her knowledge, and nothing more.
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n Then this bladesinger ally, transported us to the Forest High,
<\/div>
\n Then found the Ruins, semblance to ancient elven craft they bore,
<\/div>
\n \u201cRun, run, run, run ,run , run , run ,run. Keedin sang. \u201cRun, run, run, run, run.''
<\/div>
\n Hardened scowl on the Doll's allies,\u00a0 anger filtering through their pores\u2014
<\/div>
\n ''How about you shut up Keedin?'' He said. Keedin asked: ''No encore?''
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Quoth the Doll's friend \u201cNevermore.\u201d<\/div>
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Much Keedin marvelled these bold ones to trespass so plainly,
<\/div>
\n Though this bravery rattled and stunned such that little Keedin's mind tore,
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Yet they entered, and a fiend they discovered, for no living human being,
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Ever yet was blessed with such beauty, beauty coming to answer the door\u2014
<\/div>
\n Demon or Devil upon the porch of a ruined temple, coming to answer the door,
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 A sight Keedin wishes to keep Forevermore.
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 But the Paladin, walked angrily, pushed his way in and spoke only
<\/div>
\n Few words, as if his soul in those few words he did outpour.
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 And the fiend, met with hostility,\u00a0 a charming, yet in vain, response she uttered\u2014
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 A vain attempt to deflect, she found no choice but to bring their Friend from before.\u2014
<\/div>
\n ''Before the morrow, you will come with us'', the paladin said, ''And everything will be like before''
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Alas the Friend replied \u201cNevermore.\u201d
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
<\/div>
\n Wrath filled the Paladin's heart. The Rogue had to take upon the chore
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Of alleviating the pain of the Paladin, before befall some unmerciful Disaster,
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The Rogue acted fast, alas the Paladin's heart one heavy burden bore\u2014
<\/div>
\n Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Of a Friend that is no more.
<\/div>
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 But the Fiend still beguiling Keedin's fancy into smiling,
<\/div>
\n Straight the Doll dragged Keedin, to prevent him falling for this whore;
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Then, upon the sunlight shining, Keedin betook himself to hiding,
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Under the Doll's cloak,\u00a0 thinking what this ominous Friend of yore\u2014
<\/div>
\n What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous Friend of yore
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Meant in saying \u201cNevermore.\u201d
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Keedin watched them engage in fighting, but no lyrics expressing
<\/div>
\n How the ache the Paladin felt now burned into his bosom\u2019s core;
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The Helmite brightly shining, The Doll maneuvering,
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 On the marble battlefloor, while the Rogue chased the Fiend o\u2019er,
<\/div>
\n And the Paladin smited, while the Rogue chased the Fiend o\u2019er,
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
She<\/em> shall be found, ah, nevermore!
<\/div><\/div>
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Then the Doll saw her hands on no other, but the forgotten Ranger,
<\/div>
\n Swapped in by the Fiend into this fight taken upon the marble floor.
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWretch,\u201d she cried for she was torn by this horrible dilemma;
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Ending the life of a cursed friend causes such pain one can't ignore; \u2014
<\/div>
\n Slash, and pierce a forsaken friend, doomed by a curse one can't ignore;
<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 A curse to last forevermore.<\/div>
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0 Two other men twisted by undeath, two other men not to forget,
<\/div>
\n Whether a soul is lost, or whether it can be pulled back ashore,
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Desolate and daunted, of a life taken for granted \u2014
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 In this ruin by horror haunted\u2014the Doll wonders, the Doll implores\u2014
<\/div>
\n ''Is there\u2014
is<\/em> there a cure for this curse?''\u2014the Doll wonders, she implores!
<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 ''I can't suffer this Anymore.''
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Meanwhile the Rogue, played a few tricks, twisted and turned, feeling quite slick;
<\/div>
\n By those keen eyes of his, by those keen eyes of his that we adore\u2014
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 He discovered many uncovered secrets, hidden beneath, long laid to rest;
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 It shall take a strong heart to witness the resting place of those who are no more\u2014
<\/div>
\n A strong heart to witness the resting\u00a0 place of those who are no more
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 And shall awaken Nevermore.\u201d
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cBe those discoveries a sign of parting, fiend!\u201d The rogue claimed, upstarting\u2014
<\/div>
\n \u201cGet thee back into the Hells or Abyss and the River Styx's shore!
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Leave no dark perfurme as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Leave our companions unbroken!\u2014and stay in the Prime no more!
<\/div>
\n Take thy perfidious self out from our lives, and bring thy form on the Prime no more!\u201d
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 And stay away Forevermore.
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 And all these men, never flitting, never flitting, their lives fleeting,
<\/div>
\n In the confines of an extradimensional space the group all bore;
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 And their eyes have all the seeming of demons that are dreaming,
<\/div>
\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 And their soul are ever stuck within the empty shells they control no more;
<\/div>
\n For the curse twisting their fate, like an evergrowing tumor,
<\/div>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Shall be lifted\u2014nevermore!
*Inspired by ''The Raven - Edgar Allan Poe''
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<\/p>
More than Death<\/b><\/div>by Keedin Scalesinger<\/i>
<\/div>
<\/div>Once upon a morning bright, while Keedin wandered, away from light,
<\/div>
\n Under the roofs of many a quaint and curiously crafted buildings,
<\/div>
\n While Keedin searched, softly singing, suddenly there came a sight,
<\/div>
Of some man heavily armored, calling, calling for little Keedin.
<\/div>
\n \u201c\u2019Tis some big man\u201d Keedin muttered, ''calling for little Keedin.\u2014
<\/div>
\n He wants to talk and nothing more.\u201d
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n Ah, distinctly Keedin remembers it was past bleak Midwinter;
<\/div>
\n And each separate heart beat brought him pain, as Keedin laid upon the floor\u2014 <\/div>
\n Of the Hawthorne Watch, hollow, abandoned by the one he sought to follow
<\/div>
\n So he bolted, worried, searching\u2014searching for the lost Doll\u2014
<\/div>
\n For the rare, mysterious maiden whom Keedin named the Doll\u2014
<\/div>
\n Had abandoned
him <\/em>for evermore.
And the rugged, strong, certain words of the armored man,
<\/div>\n Thrilled Keedin\u2014filled him with fantastic hope never felt before;
<\/div>
\n So that now, to still the beating of his heart, he stood repeating
<\/div>
\n \u201c\u2019Tis some friend I met offering to lead me to the mysterious Doll\u2014
<\/div>
\n Some new friend offering to lead me to the mysterious Doll;\u2014
<\/div>
\n This it is and nothing more.\u201d
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n Then Keedin soul's grew stronger; hesitating thus no longer,
<\/div>
\n \u201cWhere,\u201d said he, \u201cwhere is the doll? Lead me to her, Keedin implores;
<\/div>
\n The fact is Keedin was napping, and so swiftly the Doll left Keedin,
<\/div>
\n And so faintly her feet tapping, tapping on the Watch's floor,
<\/div>
\n Keedin scarce was sure he heard her; when he opened his eyes, horror!\u2014
<\/div>
\n Watchmen there and nothing more.''
<\/div>
<\/p>
Deep into the city, venturing, long Keedin walked wondering, fearing,<\/p>
Doubting, dreaming dreams no kobold ever dared to dream at all;
<\/p>
\n But the pace was unbroken, and the paladin gave no token,
<\/div>
\n And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, \u201cDoll?\u201d
<\/div>
\n This Keedin sang, and the paladin shouted back ''You walk slowly, I deplore!'' \u2014
<\/div>
\n Merely this and nothing more.
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n In the Hall of Vigilance, Keedin and the Doll with joy, reuniting,
<\/div>
\n Soon again he heard her voice although stricter than before.
<\/div>
\n \u201cSurely,\u201d said Keedin, \u201csurely tis a sign of adventuring.
<\/div>
\n Let Keedin join, so he can write the tales, and this mystery explore\u2014
<\/div>
\n Let Keedin sing for a moment and this mystery explore;\u2014
<\/div>
\n \u2019Tis Keedin's wish and nothing more!\u201d
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n The Helmite lead a Maiden of faith, to a trespassed Diviner,
<\/div>
\n In there she stepped, this stately Maiden, bearing the saintly Symbol of Torm;
<\/div>
\n With obeisance to her God, prayed she, for an hour did so faithfully,
<\/div>
\n And, past that hour, the Diviner's eyes opened, brought back from death's door\u2014
<\/div>
Laid beneath the Watcher's gaze, brought back from death's door\u2014<\/div>
\n Shared her knowledge, and nothing more.
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n Then this bladesinger ally, transported us to the Forest High,
<\/div>
\n Then found the Ruins, semblance to ancient elven craft they bore,
<\/div>
\n \u201cRun, run, run, run ,run , run , run ,run. Keedin sang. \u201cRun, run, run, run, run.''
<\/div>
\n Hardened scowl on the Doll's allies, anger filtering through their pores\u2014
<\/div>
\n ''How about you shut up Keedin?'' He said. Keedin asked: ''No encore?''
<\/div>
\n Quoth the Doll's friend \u201cNevermore.\u201d<\/div>
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n Much Keedin marvelled these bold ones to trespass so plainly,
<\/div>
\n Though this bravery rattled and stunned such that little Keedin's mind tore,
<\/div>
\n Yet they entered, and a fiend they discovered, for no living human being,
<\/div>
\n Ever yet was blessed with such beauty, beauty coming to answer the door\u2014
<\/div>
\n Demon or Devil upon the porch of a ruined temple, coming to answer the door,
<\/div>
\n A sight Keedin wishes to keep Forevermore.
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n But the Paladin, walked angrily, pushed his way in and spoke only
<\/div>
\n Few words, as if his soul in those few words he did outpour.
<\/div>
\n And the fiend, met with hostility, a charming, yet in vain, response she uttered\u2014
<\/div>
\n A vain attempt to deflect, she found no choice but to bring their Friend from before.\u2014
<\/div>
\n ''Before the morrow, you will come with us'', the paladin said, ''And everything will be like before''
<\/div>
\n Alas the Friend replied \u201cNevermore.\u201d
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
<\/div>
\n Wrath filled the Paladin's heart. The Rogue had to take upon the chore
<\/div>
\n Of alleviating the pain of the Paladin, before befall some unmerciful Disaster,
<\/div>
\n The Rogue acted fast, alas the Paladin's heart one heavy burden bore\u2014
<\/div>
\n Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore
<\/div>
\n Of a Friend that is no more.
<\/div>
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n But the Fiend still beguiling Keedin's fancy into smiling,
<\/div>
\n Straight the Doll dragged Keedin, to prevent him falling for this whore;
<\/div>
\n Then, upon the sunlight shining, Keedin betook himself to hiding,
<\/div>
\n Under the Doll's cloak, thinking what this ominous Friend of yore\u2014
<\/div>
\n What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous Friend of yore
<\/div>
\n Meant in saying \u201cNevermore.\u201d
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n Keedin watched them engage in fighting, but no lyrics expressing
<\/div>
\n How the ache the Paladin felt now burned into his bosom\u2019s core;
<\/div>
\n The Helmite brightly shining, The Doll maneuvering,
<\/div>
\n On the marble battlefloor, while the Rogue chased the Fiend o\u2019er,
<\/div>
\n And the Paladin smited, while the Rogue chased the Fiend o\u2019er,
<\/div>
\n
She<\/em> shall be found, ah, nevermore!
<\/div><\/div>
<\/div>
\n Then the Doll saw her hands on no other, but the forgotten Ranger,
<\/div>
\n Swapped in by the Fiend into this fight taken upon the marble floor.
<\/div>
\n \u201cWretch,\u201d she cried for she was torn by this horrible dilemma;
<\/div>
\n Ending the life of a cursed friend causes such pain one can't ignore; \u2014
<\/div>
\n Slash, and pierce a forsaken friend, doomed by a curse one can't ignore;
<\/div>\n A curse to last forevermore.<\/div>
<\/div>
\n Two other men twisted by undeath, two other men not to forget,
<\/div>
\n Whether a soul is lost, or whether it can be pulled back ashore,
<\/div>
\n Desolate and daunted, of a life taken for granted \u2014
<\/div>
\n In this ruin by horror haunted\u2014the Doll wonders, the Doll implores\u2014
<\/div>
\n ''Is there\u2014
is<\/em> there a cure for this curse?''\u2014the Doll wonders, she implores!
<\/div>\n ''I can't suffer this Anymore.''
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n Meanwhile the Rogue, played a few tricks, twisted and turned, feeling quite slick;
<\/div>
\n By those keen eyes of his, by those keen eyes of his that we adore\u2014
<\/div>
\n He discovered many uncovered secrets, hidden beneath, long laid to rest;
<\/div>
\n It shall take a strong heart to witness the resting place of those who are no more\u2014
<\/div>
\n A strong heart to witness the resting place of those who are no more
<\/div>
\n And shall awaken Nevermore.\u201d
<\/div>
<\/div>
\n \u201cBe those discoveries a sign of parting, fiend!\u201d The rogue claimed, upstarting\u2014
<\/div>
\n \u201cGet thee back into the Hells or Abyss and the River Styx's shore!
<\/div>
\n Leave no dark perfurme as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
<\/div>
\n Leave our companions unbroken!\u2014and stay in the Prime no more!
<\/div>
\n Take thy perfidious self out from our lives, and bring thy form on the Prime no more!\u201d