A little sonnet for you...
If it's a little hard to see, I'll just read it to you.
As the Soldier stood on the barren field...
a chill that he felt on his dirty face.
The strong smell of death was too much to yield...
the feared Reaper beckoning to embrace.
He closed his eyes wishing it to leave him...
But to another realm, the Reaper lead.
and Island that was a little dim...
and the hooded, skull-faced Reaper said.
"Welcome to the Shadow Isles..."
Souls ran wild across the barren dead fields.
Old, dead trees laid in the overgrown, large piles...
Ten thousand years to end his mortal test.
The day has come for the soldier to rest...
~David Phan
If it's a little hard to see, I'll just read it to you.
As the Soldier stood on the barren field...
a chill that he felt on his dirty face.
The strong smell of death was too much to yield...
the feared Reaper beckoning to embrace.
He closed his eyes wishing it to leave him...
But to another realm, the Reaper lead.
and Island that was a little dim...
and the hooded, skull-faced Reaper said.
"Welcome to the Shadow Isles..."
Souls ran wild across the barren dead fields.
Old, dead trees laid in the overgrown, large piles...
Ten thousand years to end his mortal test.
The day has come for the soldier to rest...
~David Phan