Me (in chains) - Hey all, Priscilla is still peeved at me, but I decided to take a break from my Soul Aflame Fic (read it!) to send you all this poem. I wrote at school and don't care as to whether or not you like it or whether it pertains to the game.
Erk- So just read it, you dont have to review.
Canas- Yyyyyyyep.
Priscilla- MUST. KILL.
Cold As Ice
A sword in my hand,
Blood on the ground;
As I lean back, gazing into the night,
I wonder what manner of man
Would challenge my might.
I run through the streets,
My head in the clouds.
I leap and I fly over obstacles with glee
There is no man alive who would dare to fight me.
I ponder on this going into the night.
Finally I come to the end of a road,
Before me stands a man, knives in hand,
I grinned a grin and felt a feeling,
Before me, a man whose I'd be stealing.
I rushed at him and he, at me.
He dodged and blocked and I fell to the floor.
This man was strong.
Our blades met and I grinned with delight,
It had been such a while since my last, real fight.
My concentration left me and then I was down.
Downward I fell as he came at me.
I now knew my fate, as bad as it was.
This was revenge to get back at me,
For I had taken his family, you see.
This pain I would feel, it would be my right.
The steel entered me,
A clean, thorough slice.
Soon I was cold,
Colder than ice.
Me- There ya go. Now i hafta go work on the fic that WarpSlashGundam is egging me on to finish.
Erk&Canas- Toodles.
Priscilla You get back here punk!
Me- AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH