Waiting for the King... #Poetry
Waiting for The King…
Fiery creatures made by a wizard,
each tiny, winged dragon can whistle.
The Master wizard lives nearby,
creating new worlds in Time.
The evil wizard waits.
He will destroy all,
his mind broken
deeds undone.
losing
Time
He
called
The darkness
back at midnight.
Spells full of snakebites
fill the air with poison.
All those winged creatures will fall.
Knowing…
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