(WeWriWa) is a group of writers who agree to post 8 sentences [or 150 words of poetry] of either a published work or an unpublished work on their blog on Sunday. Those who have signed up (and anyone else) has the pleasure of traveling (virtually) to samples of different authors’ stories, novels, worlds etc. and enjoying their fantastic imaginations. Great fun!
Opening of the poem: Fall of Azraelis – Let me know if this would keep your attention – or what stands out good/bad.
The Galdonan army had been sent forth.
Protecting Azraelis the King assigned
To the Royal Guard, who remained behind.
At the north border, the army did fight.
They were unaware of Azraelis’ plight.
Off to the south, more enemies did come,
The tramp of feet, like the beat of a drum.
Urdow demanded they kill and they maim.
What they did not kill, they destroyed with flame.
Their duty to Urdow clear and defined:
Slay Azrael’s children–all you can find.
Light glinting on spear-tips, off in the east,
Signaled the approach of Urdow’s war beast.
Warning horns sounded from on top the wall.
Warriors rushed to respond to their call.
From across the land the Galdonans came.
They numbered too few. They’d fight just the same.