The Saga of Scales: Table of Contents
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Under Jone and Jode the hunter crept
Fur, as night, leathers oiled and dark, in shadows cloaked
By ebony blade and ebony bow he came
The hunter, eyes wide, nostrils flared, paws silent as the grave
The hunted not hiding, not running, standing tall, waiting, taunting
Scaled hide, gnarled and twisted, marked by a hundred blades, a thousand lashes
Shimmering scales in firelight, thick and dark, hammered like iron
With expert skill and perfect aim the hunter drew and fired
Arrow one, arrow two, perfect, precise
Deadly shots thought mortal and fatal woefully inadequate
A hissing roar, fury unleashed, iron scales charging forward
Quick as lightning, through fen and pool
Massive fangs, hooked and barbed swung left and right
Bob and weave, hunter, now hunted
Strength unmatched, speed impossible, flickering fangs
Biting, gnawing, devouring
Hammer blows, frail frame, impossible odds
Pounding heart, pumping blood, virulent toxins too little too late
Muscles slow, strength wains, teeth barred
Bloody earth, matted fur, poisoned blood
Monster dropping, hunter down, Jone and Jode shining on
To the swamp the iron scales crawl
Once allies, now enemies, once brothers in iron bonds, now slaves to fate
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Comments
Well done Amornar.