Fire of Revenge

Fire of Revenge

This is a story based off of my poem, Strike While the Head Wears the Crown. I will elongate it eventually, but this is the quick version of the story, which I had to write for a class. Enjoy!

published on January 16, 2015not completed

Strike While the Head Wears the Crown

Strike While the Head Wears the Crown

Whispers in the wind,
Rumors spread,
Tales of woe and conquest fill the air.

Some say the Queen is dead,
Others that she's hiding.
But all we know for sure:
Darkness is rising.

To say that we're scared is one thing,
But saying we're terrified would be closer to the truth.
The Queen is dead or hiding,
She can't help us now.

All my life, darkness gathered
Waiting,
Until it can strike while the head wears the crown.
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