Sta.sh
Blades, they do gleam,
As raised to the sun, they are
Each with a dangerous sheen,
Each dealing mortal harm
Bane crouches low,
And watches Nemesis from hooded eyes,
While Nemesis's flaming sword,
Breathes fire unto the skies
They move, both at the same time,
Steel rings upon steel, an almost holy chime
The clash can be heard many, many miles around,
Each seeks to drive the other to the ground
Nemesis may be immortal,
Yet Bane's sword, his life can take,
While his own burning brand,
Has caused a million swords to break
With a cry!
They both do engage
Bane tries!
To withstand Nemesis's rage
Further and further,
Back Nemesis forces Bane
His mind screams "Attack!",
So that victory, he can claim
But Bane has a secret,
That Nemesis knows not,
He can unleash a storm of steel,
And unaware, Nemesis will be caught
Bane is all but beaten,
Nemesis has driven him to his knees,
But then Bane screams in defiance,
And that storm of steel is unleashed
Arrows, arrows,
Arrows by the score,
All flying through the air,
So pristine, so pure
For a moment, Nemesis is confused,
A moment is all Bane needs,
And he lunges forward with all he has,
And Nemesis's arm, he does cleave
Nemesis roars!
In anger and pain
And in that instant,
Settles onto the plain
His face full of shocked realization,
As his body ignites in flames
He tries to rise,
But he cannot,
Bane's sword, it reaches,
And leaves behind deep cuts
Off balance, and bewildered,
Nemesis throws his arms up
Nemesis falls!
And lays upon the land
He is defeated!
By the chicanery of man
Weakly, so weakly,
He attempts again to stand
But Bane,
Will not be denied!
This is the end,
For which he has strived!
His sword tears into his enemy's throat,
And he watches Nemesis die
All the hosts of heaven,
They do raise an unholy cry
jlp December 7, 2010
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everyone says they have a muse or a gift, but you don't. cuz a gift can be taken away, but this....this is you. (: