An ode to a dead fanventure by blahjerry, literature
Literature
An ode to a dead fanventure
My friends are dead
I'm full of rage
It killed them all
Even the mage
I do not think
i only strike
I want its head!
On this stormy site
Enlightened mode with angels wings
A diamond bat with herobrine things
Im the Guard of Storm
Its not really the norm
The clouds grow black and lightnings flash
A storm is brewing
So forward i dash
I strike and i strike
It seems unfazed
It strikes back
I'm left in a daze
I wake up in my bed with quite a fright
I know i'm dead
I know i failed
I guess we never were really meant to win
After all