The greatest revel has come to a halt,
the sweetest music has long been ceased -
a poison has brought it all to an end.
[An immortal life has stopped,
a life taken over by the Sickness -
it shall rot in its tithe.]
No more shall there be dancing 'til the dawn,
no more shall songs be heard in the night -
silenced by iron's kiss.
A contest entry
- Faeries, Elves and Magical things! by x--nocturnia--x.
324 points, ended January 17, 2008, 13 entries
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Comments
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Wow! Strong and well written.... alas, the dark option, though makes for a brilliant poem, is not one I was after....
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