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ArtisticAs you can see I've already submitted some things you have probably not read yet, so I hope you'll enjoy it.
And keep on the look out for more, as I intend to post finished pieces of the play I'm writing here.
~Kiusha
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March of the Runic KnightsFor Cyrene we march, For Cyrene we stand, For Cyrene we will fight to the end! For the Ocean Lord We will give our lives, 'Cause we are the Runic Knights!March of the Runic Knights
In our mountain home, There's no need to fear, Call for help, 'cause you know we are near! With our giant swords We will make things right, 'Cause we are the Runic Knights!
For Cyrene we march, For Cyrene we stand, For Cyrene we will fight to the end! For the Ocean Lord We will give our lives, 'Cause we are the Runic Knights!
We are strong and live In our Vi
by ~Kiusha
LostIt was a pleasant evening in Xhaiden Dale, and the fallen leaves of autumn rustled quietly around the amrunal bushes and laumspur plants. Though the wind was chill, the sky was clear, and the last rays of sunlight shone, bright and beautiful. It was with delight that Irsich of the Obele shouted his farewell to the day, "Sisters and brothers, the night is almost upon us. Finish your work and prepare to rest."Lost
The delight was wasted on the Ganeve. Whispers of unease and dislike travelled through their caverns at the sound of the Mahjed's voice. Only when the last sunlight faded beneath the hidden entrance did they sound a sigh of r
by ~Kiusha
Suire SuireSuire
She was an ordinary child, was laughing, smiling, running wild, until one day she came upon a mirror surfaced lake.
She knelt to drink a silken sip; her throat was dry - to take a dip; 't was warm outside, but then she caught a glimpse of her own face.
She'd never seen herself before, not seen her stunning looks galore, her chestnut hair or creamy skin, her sparkling pale green eyes.
She soon was captured by her gaze, enchanted, whispered words of praise, and softly smiled upon the face that sung
by ~Kiusha
Light of JusticeNot long after Lady Miramar left the Church because of Her disagreement with the premise, as stated in the Codex of Light, that in some cases it could be acceptable to sacrifice an innocent's life for the greater Good, She drifted into sleep. To this day, many of us long for Her return. For Her, this sonnet.Light of Justice
Light of Justice
Her gentle smile is pearlescent and bright, Devoid of Vengeance' anger and dismay. The sparkle in Her eyes brought subtle Light, And warmed each soul inside. It was Her way
To balance with a right each single wrong, But not to judge beyond a person's de
by ~Kiusha
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"There is a story that comes before all other stories and of which all the stories I read seem to carry an echo, immediately lost."
~Italo Calvino
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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