[pretend to be a pirate]: Spitze Klingen

I SHALL WEAR MIDNIGHT

I am a man who knows the law.
I never saw a mound
until I met these fine gentlemen,
but even so my blood boils, miss,
it boils, so it does.
My heart it does thump,
my pulse it does race,
and my gorge it arises
like the breath of some dragon
at the very thought of a bright steel shovel
slicing through the clay of a feegle mound,
cutting and crushing.
I would kill the man that does this, miss.
I would kill him dead,
and chase him through the next life
to kill him another time,
and I would do it again and again,
because it would be the sin o' sins,
to kill an entire people,
and one death
wouldnae be enough for recompense.

[pretend to be a pirate]

Mittwoch, 15. September 2010

Spitze Klingen

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