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hot dog

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The Little Sparrow
« on: August 08, 2018, 04:55:13 PM »
Tenebris Panthaera
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. : : : . The Little Sparrow . : : : .
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Age:  Early 20's  | Hair:  Strawberry Blonde  | Eyes:  Green | Build:  Slight; Feminine |

Tenebris Panthaera



"With broken wings she'd learn to fly
like shooting stars she'd paint the sky,
Just like a leaf carried by the wind
she never knew when the journey'd end,

Ride the waves; weather the storm
much like a rose without the thorns,
Her mind a compass, her heart the arrow
and thus they called her Little Sparrow"


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hot dog

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Re: The Little Sparrow
« Reply #1 on: August 11, 2018, 03:03:03 PM »
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And so the sparrow spread her wings; she traveled far, she traveled wide
Through woods of green and streams of blue, with heroes at her side
Within the ruined outpost lived an army made of gore and bone
Wicked in life and worse in death, the corpses left to rot alone
Cold steel clashed and arrows flew, the battle grew quite tense
Our heroes never faltered, though, and maintained their defense
Into the afternoon they fought, determined with their quest
And once the battle found it's end the dead were laid to rest

Goods were sold, bought, and exchanged with coins which glimmered gold
Packs were cleared and room was made, the trinkets they found were sold
They'd need all the room they could to spare, their venture was far from done
They had intent to travel north, their journey had just begun
A den of wolves is what they sought, great treasure to be found
Through caverns they crept and into the ship, they didn't make a sound
The captain was slain with speed and grace, our heroes did prevail
With pockets full of gems and jewels, they lived to tell the tale



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hot dog

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Re: The Little Sparrow
« Reply #2 on: October 07, 2018, 02:00:41 AM »

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Sleep sweet now your time has come
Tears stain flesh like rivers run
Weary eyes which beg for rest
Give way to poison, death's caress
A broken heart and troubled soul
The best of lies won't make it whole
A song of sorrow wrote to the sky
She'd spread her wings and learn to fly
The darkness split by shooting stars
A ray of hope to fade the scars
With bated breath she'd start to rise
Young of age but still so wise
The wicked tried to guide her way
But the sparrow asked for one more day

We sing, we dance
We weave our tales
We weather storms
We adjust our sails

We laugh, we cry
We beg for time
We give up hope
We ask for signs

We give, we take
We ask him why
We pack our bags
We say goodbye

But that's not how the story ends
North or south, it all depends

Like feathers drifting in the wind
A ballad sung, a haunting hymn

A siren's song, a calling fate
A sparrow coaxed beyond the gate

A raging storm, a soul to quell
She adjusted her sails and bid farewell

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« Last Edit: October 07, 2018, 02:25:26 AM by hot dog »

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Re: The Little Sparrow
« Reply #3 on: January 30, 2019, 10:15:03 AM »
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