AN: I originally wrote this for a book report back in high school, but I just found it on my computer and decided I might as well post it.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Homeland and made no profit from this.


The Legend of Drizzt

In battle begins

Our tale of woe,

Where two brothers

Are each other's foe.

A third is born,

A son to die,

A sacrifice

To Lolth's lie.

But the first falls

To the second's blade,

The third no longer

Drizzt 's been made.

A page prince suffers

16 years,

Looking down

To hide his tears.

Then a fighter

He becomes,

But his heart

Can he numb?

To the Drow way

Will he fall?

Or can he resist

Battle's call?