One Last Knight. A Series of Short Stories.

Chapter 64: Super Short Stories. Part 3. Headstrong.



Something new!

Small happenings in and around the random corners of Enverdolmal.

Often just short musings, observations, or questions.

All random!

All Canon!

Enjoy folks!

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A Goblin lives a shortened life,

Often laid low by kin. 

How rare it is for one to find

Something close to a friend.

For one is predisposed to violence,

If they want to live.

Taking an eye before the other can strike

Is better than to give. 

Gob-Lob found that survival

 Was just a daily chore.

A single misstep would result with 

His head upon the floor. 

He was born a Lesser One.

Little respect he would receive. 

Treated perpetually

As nothing but naive...

Till one day he would take a stand,

Rebel just once,

Dare lift a hand.

Through happenstance

And bridges burned,

He would learn 

That freedom can be earned. 

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See you all over at the gates of Enverdolmal soon enough!

Safe travels folks.

And as always,

Stay say.

 Stay healthy.

 Stay vigilant.

-Redd. 


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