
Ever so patiently, he waits to strike. When the time comes, he will strike when no one expects it. But in the mean time...he waits.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Mystery - Words: 89 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 1 - Published: 11-28-04 - Status: Complete - id: 2149316
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I ride from the darkness
To conquer the light
Ruling the hours of
Night and Twilight
Though ruler myself
I ride under the Lord
From the Firey Field
To the place where we warred.
But lacking and army,
I always must wait
Biding my time,
Watching for fate.
I'll ride as a shadow
And fight with the night
Until the time comes,
I remain out-of-sight
I'll make my attack
At the end of the war.
But for right now….
I'll go wait some more.
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