Pierced Heart – By Kibbolt
A Mage Hunter Poem
T’was a day away from the chaos
of battling beasts and raiding dungeons.
Unguarded as I took to my chores,
when that wicked huntress got me!
Through those vibrant orange rings, her arrow stabbed deep.
My body throbbing and frozen,
my mind started choking.
The spirit was ablaze in a roaring fire,
yet lost in a cowardly dread,
fueled by primal desire.
How can a cat catch the tongue of a bard?
Preposterous!
Ludicrous!
What is a man?!