This is a poem i wrote a while back, and is honestly my proudest poem, besides Obsolete Obon and The Last One to Resist perhaps, but those were more story-focused. i was making an animation for this, but i cant quite get it right.... The Stygian Forest Do not follow in the Void of the Light, Or of that which burns as the petered sea. Beware the Dalkar of the Deep Night. In the Darkness, the torches blazing bright The footsteps of the slow Dusk let them free Do not follow in the Void of the Light. The winged watch the silent, motionless fight. The feint and the jab, of what you can’t see. Beware the Dalkar of the Deep Night. The deadened rise to the air, alight: A river of silvering souls to flee. Do not follow in the Void of the Light. Forward on, Shaltir and Malki, to flight! Bobbing and pitching, trail-brave valley. Do not follow in the Void of the Light. Beware the Dalkar of the Deep Night.
Mr. Watts, bc hes an awesome teacher and he taught us bout villanelle, of which this poem is the style.
