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Post by Nymiane on Sept 1, 2004 20:13:03 GMT -4
This is a sort of silly poem I made in my spare time. It's called Lady FireFlyer. This poem is about my character on a game I used to play. (Shimlar.) Those of you who know me well, and know my character well, know this poem is so me, so here it is.
Her hair as red as fire, Her eyes as green as the emeralds that men desire! Her skin as pale as the midnight moon, Her cheeks as red as roses abloom! Her lips, ah, yes, also as the rose! Sweet to taste, but deadly to foes!
Her skin as soft as the doves down feather, A fury worse, than any weather. Wo, I say, For this beauty beholds far more fury then what the gods unfold. But may they bless her soul, For she makes me whole. May the gods bless the one known as Lady FireFlyer!
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Post by jstewart on Oct 10, 2004 2:10:00 GMT -4
Nymiane,
I liked it. A tad distracted by the orange, overall, the poem was good. And another thing that I've been meaning to ask, where did the avi of the woman come from?
Good job,
-J. Stewart
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Post by Nymiane on Oct 10, 2004 13:36:26 GMT -4
Thank ya. Hum, I got the image from a friend, but it is from Warcraft III.
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