I watched coldly without a sound
as his head rolled across the ground.
They would never know I had come
until it was too late...
they would never see my blade,
before they met their fate.
I am wed to the very night,
and feed on my victim's fear;
I am but a shadow of a sight,
my sound is that of a falling tear.
Once again my dark lord sends me out,
to bring down another of his foes.
as my victim lay there I hear a shout,
I wonder if anyone knows.
I scramble down the wall,
my heart races with every fallen boot,
...torchlight and I duck into a hall
their search is pointless... moot.
the guard tramples off again
and silence finds it's way back.
my heart slows and i breathe again
before moving on I grab my pack.
One clumsy guard stumbles upon me,
and i quickly aim my crossbow.
how foolish would he have to be?
lain alone with a bolt through the neck.
i come to a lonely end of the city
and underneath a street-torch i stay
i look at the map i was given
it will help me find my way.
again I silp into my night,
between buildings, and out of sight.
i finally find the street
and i know i'm getting close.
a tall tower stands alone,
at the end of this dark road,
and I know this to be his home,
a wizard that dares to oppose.
the door is magic-bound
but with my wit i have found
a window left unbolted...
my door to my paycheck.
silently up the stone stairs
i open the door to his chambers...
i peer in for a moment,
only a fool would neglect prudence.
his reagents lay within his grasp,
harmless plants and odorous things...
these things could bring my death,
those things could steal my breath.
as I crossed the threshold into his room
a light came on with a fierce boom.
the wisened wizard sat bolt straight,
and began to weave my final fate.
I dodged and rolled to the side,
and a bolt of fire roared by.
my crossbow lay across the room,
so I reached for my final resort.
the katana slid out its sheath
as the wizard worked another spell.
I lept towards him and tried to strike
I realized that didn't work very well.
My sword bounced off his magic
and sent it into the wall,
the force sent me off my balance,
i wondered if this was the final fall.
i remembered i had my poison bolts,
so i took one from its pouch...
his foot extened past his magic shield
and I put my bolt through.
he clutched his leg and cried out
his body wracked with fateful pain,
I lived through another night...
the wizard was finally slain.
Author notes
I wrote about option 7 and tried to include option 8.
This is a poem about an assassin's assignment to slay a wizard within a walled and guarded city.
Written March 31st, 2005
A contest entry
- More For MY Money... by SliptheFlitch.
400 points, ended April 22, 2005, 22 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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i liked it that was a nice poem
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Great job!
I enjoyed the story, but confess the rhyme scheme seemed forced enough to make me tire of reading it all the way through. My suggestion would be to go back and fine tune the rhythm to keep the reader's attention all the way through (for those who may not be fantasy fans)(smile) Great job, though. -
I hope it's not just me, but you're actinga ninja in this, right? I love Ninja's
Great write, well done. I love it. It's a damn catching story with it, I was quite disappointed at how short it was, there could have been so much more depth. Well done.
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i thought it was a brilliant opening that got me hooked and i thought you portrayed the feelings very well!
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As far as those two lines are concerned... I do realize they are not entirely clear. My humblest apologies, I did make an effort to clear them up later by calling it a "magic shield." And concerning a follow-up... I just may do that. This poem is actually based on a novel I am writing, it follows the storyline pretty closely. I will attempt to write another chapter in verse. Thanks for the encouragement... honestly, I had no intentions of following this work up with more, but if it is desired and enjoyed then I will most certainly dedicate effort and time to fulfilling the real story there. (It hasn't even really begun yet lol)
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Great poem. It had very good flow to it.. i thought I was lost for a second in there.. but Then i finally found what you were trying to say. Great pome, once again
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Long, and well written. I liked it!
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My sword bounced of his magic and sent it into the wall? which sword or magic? great story , great flow great poem just those two lines that do not make it clear, know the problem as it happens to me,lol, great poem and great narrative,all the best, how about a follow up? hugs Di
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very nice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Yeah, I couldn't rhyme it all the way through without sacrificing the storyline and/or rhythm. Thanks for the comments and feedback.
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Fantastic
This was GREAT.
The rhyme and structure were flawless and the quality of the poem was entertaining.I found myself staring intently at the screen reading this poetic story greedily.Please keep writing. It would be a tragedy otherwise. -
This is really kool, but i noticed a few times you didnt rhyme everything to match up. it was good tho. And by the way, ur Ap name is kool:0)
ValkX
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