Skip to main content

A Semi Epic Poem

a Semi Epic Poem


In the deep, dark red there comes rise a tale. One
that shakes the souls of all who pass. The travelers
path that forever treads. Of ode and lore and madmans
speak. Here now to me,  these calls I say, for this song
cannot wait through the day. Its warning upon deaf ears
may fall. Hear me now! My cries do beg! Upon the golden hill
he sleeps! A Dragon lurks within the Keep of Oddelulf!

It sounds too great this story I say but know that with
my eyes I have laid upon this creature of majestic size. Whose
hide glows brighter then his eyes. A deadly presence lies beneath
that benigne surface of the keep. Of endless eyes and that stare
into the deep; of night. The dragon does lay curled in his lair. All
travelers should beware.

The land is rich with roads and the creak of wagons. The air is
clear with song and babble. The mead doth flow from the inn
keeps tap and the fair maids dance as the minstrel plays. But
over them a shadow lays dark and still and death doth lurk over
that hill but it seems that none can see through the illusion cast
until they lay within the grasp of his talons!

How can a beast so deadly blend into the land? A ripple
of light before he lands upon his prey their gasps so loud,
as his roar ripples and shreds the clouds that cross the sky.
A chameleon at heart he blends in, when the skies are dark
or a home lit within by fires of the wary and the few souls
that survive but their warnings are muffled by the beautiful
land of Oddelulf!

The hills are crested with wheat and the orchard branches
hang heavy with the weight of summer, spring, fall harvest.
They hang low, so low, and the temptation is sweet that people
step from the safe path and upon the keep of the Dragon of Oddelulf!
Their innocence shatters a moment too late for them to understand
their fate. For he is upon them already, his point and his glare,
as his eyes slow their movements and they can but wait as
death rushes in and all becomes dark.

The heros sometimes come with their swords and their spells
and their goal to breach the impervious hell of the Keep of
Oddelulf, where the Dragon does lay upon his hoard. Is it the
prize or the Dragon that they do seek? And some find their
souls and others but squeak, out a quick word as they die
the shock in their eyes, confusion, and maybe surprise. For
the Dragon does not care.

He rests in his keep but the Dragon does not sleep for he
lurks day and night through the shadows. He is both here and
there and spreads death everywhere. A beautiful sight, his scales
gleam in the light of those that seek him out. What beauty there is
upon the stairs of the Keep of the Dragon of Oddelulf!

The stories grow from the fear and the rumors that spread
as the oil burns low in the taverns lamps. The soft whispered
words flutter with fear, their warnings hard to hear as they travel
from tongue to tongue. But space seems so safe and it is but the
wastefulness of man, that causes him to ignore the warnings that
land before him a moment before he steps, into the gates of that
dread place, Oddelulf!

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Memoirs - Part One: Virtual Worlds

Virtual Realities: Memoirs of an internet spaceship politician by Sugar Kyle CSM9, CSMX
This is where it really started. The day I lost my mind.

I never told anyone how long I had been debating my run for the ninth CSM. The thought started to circle in the back of my thoughts in November. I was back home after a sucessful Eve Vegas. I had met a few people. My notes from the presentations and round tables had gone over very well. I felt useful, comfortable, and excited that I was a member of the community. I belonged and I cared about this thing that I belonged to. That thing was the community of Eve Online.
Eve Vegas of 2013 was when I found out that a conversation I had been fortunate enough to have with CCP Masterplan at Fanfest of that same year, had sparked enough interest to gain developer attention. At Eve Vegas I learned that they would be working on ideas based off of the premise that I had presented. Only days later, a developer posted to the Offical Eve Online forums about i…

CSMX - Post #20

Summer is here and CCP is very much out of the office. Sion made a good point in wondering why everyone leaves Iceland when it has its best weather. What it means is that all is mostly quiet on the dev blog front. There are some things happening but the dev blogs and news announcements have not yet happened. The skill points were delivered on Tuesday so yay for unallocated skill points.

Over in CSM chat, there has been a lot of back and forth about sov and measuring the impact and success of things so far. I can say that CCP and the CSM are watching it. The pros and cons are coming in pretty hot and heavy. Some are being looked at now. Some have to see how things are going and if and how the direction needs to be tweaked.

In my corner, I'm starting to gather things together. The summit is in seven or so weeks. In between then and now I need to gather up my question list and write down a few topics of discussion. I'm starting now because I have personal vacation at the end of A…

The Charm of the Familar

With a few picked up a shifts at work due to the holidays. I pondered logging in but I didn't have the energy to do so. Being able to say no to logging in is pleasant. Just as my youngest puppy interrupts me every fifteen minutes to pee, going to sleep instead of staying up is also pleasant. I had a lot of short slept nights when I was active in a corporation.

My next plan has been to learn how to scan again. The new map is in and I need to refresh my scanning skills. My hold is full of probes. My ship appears to be reasonably set up. I remembered how to hit my F key to cloak. In fact, I hit it a bit to fast. I need to get the ebb and flow of the tic back down.

I am also rusty in my paranoia. I idly switch to another window to research breadbowls and the soup I want to make later. Then I remember I am sitting, decloaked, off of a gate somewhere. Whoops. I did figure out a breadbowl recipe and soup as well.

The question was where do I relearn to scan? I need somewhere off the beate…