TriforceChampion

     “Thunder!” Morgan shouted out, his right hand held high in the air with his left grasping his large, thick tome. The weak and small training dummy, made only of wood and straw, sat about fifty yards ahead of him in the short, thick grass. Nothing happened. Morgan lowered his hand and grunted, flipping through the pages of the book. He was standing in a small, hidden grove that sat far away from any other town or city, isolated so he could train in peace. Here, it was beautiful.     The grass was a bright green and surrounded the tall oak trees, reaching their branches up high into the air. Their flower buds were blooming, a

        Smoke rose into the air, making the sky dark and hazy. Fire burned down wooden structures and reached as high as buildings, sending sparks flying on the wind. Statues of Naga were shattered, lying in pieces on the ground collapsed on top of dead bodies and ash, while villagers ran around screaming, running for their lives from the oncoming army of Risen. Thousands were already dead, their corpses littering the streets of the Halidom of Ylisse.        The capital’s army was mostly destroyed, all of the soldiers fighting until the very end and dying while protecting their homeland. The few

With wings so large and beautiful, With scales so sharp and rough, With keen talons on each foot, A voice so loud and gruff, With teeth larger than my hand, And eyes so big and wide, Alongside a free and willful spirit, Filled with stubbornness and pride, You stand tall in all your splendor, As I bask upon your glory, Your eyes so strong and fierce, With a look so predatory, The long horns upon your head, The frill upon your neck, Entrusted with strength and power, And a thunderstorm at your beck, You can call the rain and fire, The hail falling from the sky, You can stop the wind and earth, As you watch time fly by, A creature of the el

TLoZ Poem 2: Blue-Eyed Beast Ordon Village, An extremely small town, In the middle of the forest, With nothing around, The home of a rancher, Just a young man, Living up in the woods, Upon dirt, dust and sand, The Chosen Hero, Prophesied to save the land, Rescue the princess, And fight evil hand to hand, Both his title and quest, He does not yet know of, Soon to experience many feelings, Anger, sorrow and love, His story begins, When he was attacked, Knocked out cold, All his friends: kidnapped, Chasing the fiend, That stole his friends, Unfortunately arriving, Only at a dead end, A giant barrier, A wall of twilight, The living things

Metroid Poem 1: Dark Clone The signal is received, From the Galactic Federation, The small ship is flown, To its location, A meeting occurs, Led by Admiral Dane, Including four bounty hunters, Their mission: insane To clear a computer virus, From several super computers, A shape shifter, an ice-wielder, A cyberneticist, a shooter Deployed to Norion, After a space pirate attack, There’s no retreating now, There’s no going back, Heading for the planet, Is a Phazon asteroid, Something that the hunters, Must prepare to avoid, The base’s defense systems, Are almost in reach, But so suddenly, so swiftly, The walls are breach

Skyrim Poem 4: Lost Honor You stand at the entrance, Of the chilling, dark cave, You have to go in, You have to be brave, Searching for something, That was taken from you, You would have to leave home, This you knew, Not a sword, not a shield, But something much more valuable, Something irreplaceable, And very fragile, You’ve lost your self-esteem, Your honor and pride, It was stolen from you, Skinned clean from your hide, After they came, After they fought, They had beaten you, And were stronger than you thought, You stood no chance, But nearly died, You wish they had killed you, Or wish they had tried, You stand up now, But wit

TLoZ Poem 1: Our Prey Every day we stalk him, Every day he’s seen, Every day we watch this boy, In the garment of green, Every second we wait, Through the day and night, We wait for him to come by, And leave the precious light, Every day we hunger, We thrive off of pain, That’s why we follow this one boy, From the Gerudo Desert to the Zora Domain, He has what we need, The taste of human flesh, How much for crave for this, For it to be oh so fresh, This boy all dressed in green, Wields a shield and sword, He proves a threat to us, As he wants to kill our lord, He swings his blade at us, Trying to kill us where we stand, His s

Skyrim Poem 3: The Last Dragonborn I’ve heard the tales of his wings, And how they darken the night, I’ve heard the tales of his roar fury’s fire, And his scales sharpened scythes I’ve heard how the men ran and cowered, I’ve heard how they died, I know that they burned and bled, As they suffered and issued their cries, I’ve read the prophecy of the dragonborn, I know the story all to well, The location of the elder scroll, Lies where the ancient dwemer dwell, I know the story of the last dragonborn, Their destiny, their path that is led by fate, To slay Alduin, the world-eater, Who nourishes off of soul

Skyrim Poem 1: Your Sorrow You fought bravely and hard, With your courage and wits, You’re filthy now though, Full of sand, dirt and grit, Your face is bloody and cut, The crimson liquid runs down your side, Flowing fast from your body, And you feel you’ve lost your pride, You close your eyes and take a breath, Then fall onto your knees, Onto the hard, cold ground, Sitting in the shadows of the trees, You hold your sword as you sit there alone, Breathing heavily and wincing in pain, As the red fluid drips from the blade, Leaving nothing but a bloody stain, The world seems quiet and steady, You feel the relaxing breeze, You si