Slow Strokes. This Swordswoman Practices Calmly Near The Sweet Sea.
A Day Or So Has 2 Pass Before She Begins H.E.R. Next Quest.
Rest Is Almost Through.
Pursue, Kanga~Tul (The Evil That Rules The Land), & B Defeated, Again? No. She Has Chosen 2 Find The Ghost Fist.
Thrust, Thrust, Move. She Repeats This Newly Learned Technique With Perfection.
Corruption, Continues 2 Curse Out Breska~Ro 4 Not Being Able 2 Get 2 H.E.R.
Blur Ov Mind, Momentarily. The Occurence Iz Common But Breska~Ro Knows Again That Ultimately She Has 2 Stop Kanga~Tul From Becoming A Princess.
Slashes, Hacks, & Swings, @ Continuance. @ Times, Unparalleled Seems Breska~Ro.
- Authors: Broken Ankh (Pseudonym)
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- Finished: October 31st, 2024 10:30
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- Comment from author about the poem: "The Agez Ov The Barbarian Princesses": Add-On.
- Category: Fantasy
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