To The East Poem by R K Summers

To The East



To the east lies Aryndel,
The cathedral on the moor.
To the west is Brackenpeth,
The home of barbarian shore.
To the north hides Trimsaran,
Where mystic men grow white.
To the south lurks Wicklewood,
There, dead boys go to fight.

Sunday, October 30, 2011
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