Twas a bright and
snow day up in the throat of the world,
I was fighting a snow
troll until I suddenly hurled.
I swung my Warhammer,
Even though my hands
were soar and clamor.
The troll had no hesitant
to make me die,
I’m not going to lie,
I wanted him to die also.
So there I was,
switching from a Warhammer to a Bow,
I was drawing my
arrow when a dragon flew past,
I thought I’ll be the
last to die fast.
Everybody was done
for,
I knew that I would
be the first to score.
I drew an arrow at
the dragon,
He was too high is
the sky like a pigeon.
The troll was killing
me,
But that wouldn’t make
me flee.
I put my attention on
the troll,
And that got my life
stolen.
