Druidic Menagerie
The main path through the wildlife park seems more like a trail through wilderness. On...
The main path through the wildlife park seems more like a trail through wilderness. On...
Druid, Farm, Flora, Monstrosity, Place, Scene request, School, Wildlife
“Do your eyes grow heavy? Does your mind stray? I know these texts can be difficult and...
A four piece am I: First is my bow the tool of my trade, then the string—of gut it is...
Ammunition, Assassin, Ballroom, Bard, Combat, Music, Player, Ranged weapon, Verse
I stride like the tide, my crashing throw wide, from the force of a tsunami this fool...
Like a terrier nipping at the heels of a bull, I lunge in and lunge out, ever moving,...
Fate tickles me as I launch myself forward, knowing I’ll trip and tumble, seemingly...
Like punctuating the last line of a poem, I flourish my [weapon] and poke! Right...
Precision is poetry. My actions ooze rhythm, each step an iamb. I position my...
The backhand blow is an impertinent lesson punctuated by pain; I am a dedicated...
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