Guns, Swords, and Steam - 1Part OneGuns, Swords, and Steam - 1 by ~JubalBarca
Captain Hannel Wekker surveyed the narrow valley that was laid out before him. A few steaming piles of battered iron scrap lay around the sides, a few more blue-uniformed corpses were piled along the valley floor. Other than that, the landscape hadn't much changed since dusk yesterday. Or last week, for that matter. Ten days now they'd been coming. All day, every day. Blue coated soldiers, heavy dull metal cannon, and machines. Some tried to walk, others tried to drive, all of them were lying in twisted wrecks along Wekker's valley. That said, the russet-coated defenders hadn't fared well either.
"How many have we got left? Verton?
Mind RoamingIn a tavern,Mind Roaming by ~JubalBarca
In a an alley,
In a town somewhere,
There's a man chained up behind a wall that isn't there.
His mind is hidden in a storm of sleet
In a backroom,
In a rat-trap,
In a backwards street,
There's a man lying there in chains.
Behind a glass brick wall,
A façade of ice,
If he wants to stay alive he knows he has to pay the price,
But the sad thing is
I know that man's in pain.
And he dreams of
On a mountain
On a great back crag,
Where the dragons and the gryphons all just started taking scag,
Because the knights are dead and gone,
In the castle,
In the tower,
In an unlit cell where