O
Dread Ones
E'er
darkened skies
Man's
doom they watch
With
fiery red eyes
When
they come
The
crops shall wither
When
they come
Your
children will die
O
Dread Ones
Power
o'er death
Bleached
white bones
Their
fearsome breath
When
they come
The
crops shall wither
When
they come
Your
children will die
O
Dread Ones
Gnashing
teeth
Deadly
fate
The
magi meet
When
they come
All
things will die
When
they come
Winged
death from the sky
-Author
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A good way to draw people into the story - I especially like the repeated "chorus". Very ominous, and it definitely makes me want to keep reading.
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