A Cloaked Mystery
By Netsubo
A snowy terrain paints a picture.. Well known to my kind.. Flash in.. Flash out... As quick as the first rays of a sunrise Our blades fly like scythes.. Cutting through thick grassy plains Very little escapes From the keen eye of a mercenary Luck may be on your side.. But good fortune is nothing against skill Come.. attack.. honor will evade you forever You abandoned it all when you ran A cloaked mystery follows.. Can’t you hear the whisper on the wind? A full moon has risen.. Be wary of evil tonight.. my friend Written February 8th, 2002 © on Feb 08 2002 11:08 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"A snowy terrain paints a picture....."