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The heart of the lich
Is found in the place
Where strength is weakness
And weakness is strength.
Where age and knowledge
Mean less than bare blows
And the waking undead
Aren’t your only foes.
Where the air that you breath
Is a waking disease
And courage means nothing
To those you deceive.
Where the truth lies
On the tip of your tongue
But none can see past
The beast you’ve become.
©2009 *Jhessill
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I'm an avid D&D player, but I like to try my hand at DMing too. Currently I've been hosting a story since my husband went back to training in January and after he left for Iraq in April. So far my friends seem to enjoy it, so I guess I can tell a verbal story and wrap people into it. Sadly, it's almost over with, so I need another plotline soon. Anyway, this poem is a practice piece, but is also going to be used in the storyline for that session. My brother-in-law's sorceress is in for quite a surprise.

/evil grin.

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