Standing at his altar
A glimpse of death in his eye
He said his name was balder
But I know that was a lie
Scars on his body
A limp in his legs
His weapon was shoddy
Clothing tied by threads
- Authors: Ethan Mikel St.Amour
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- Finished: October 1st, 2026 21:00
- Limit: 8 stanzas
- Invited: Public (any user can participate)
- Category: Short story
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Comments1
Pretty good start.
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