Fairy King

March 31, 2012
His face is quite battered
Scars stand out in red
His wings are all tattered
A quiver with arrows adorns his hunched back
A worn sword falls at his hip
In his hand, a bow ready to crack
A patch across one eye
A scar through the other
He looks as if he’s about to die
A fallen crown at his feet
That once sat on his head
He looks at it sadly, a sign of defeat

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