This story is brought to you by the Kaw Writers Competition. Please be respectful in your critic. Please read the main thread first before commenting. Main thread: viewtopic.php?f=8&t=166295] The March Its been raining hard. As fate has it storming! Soldiers have been at the gate since morning. Muddy and soaked, spies say the swarming of hornets, has adorned us, with no warning! Its been a long night. Plenty of mourning, for our troops, we've lost for the swarm rings. Now we're ready, for whatever the lure brings Paladins have our back. The old, pure kings! We stand united as one, ready to finish. And avenge our own, that's been heavily diminished! And in this instance, buzzing off in the distance our foes approach, with bad intentions! I turn to speak. They're all eager to listen. "I see my captain brought all of 4S with him!" "I need yall to flank left with the mystics" "And please, everyone double check your equipment" Chicken gives the orders and reports to flank. "Mako and NoWhereMan, I need yall to tank" I turn to Pol last, "Boss, what you think?" he simply just nods, so its money in the bank! Nobody seems afraid. And No mercs among us. This is OUR stand, OUR weapons that brung us! The oncoming swarm is quite humongous... And the sun is, burning in our stomachs! The fire that we need to be done with this.
this one is my favourate it rhymes perfectly at every ending even the hard words. and it cunjures up the scenery so relistically you can see it. before you.before you and it is laced with humour start to finish with loads of kaw references.i loved it