The Righteous King
Clad in iron, stonewalled keeps, maidens in the court Archers notched at every tower, guarded is this fort Moats are deep, stocked with beasts, waiting for a fight Meade ‘a plenty, grains are stored, feasts fall through the night Strong, the souls who dance within, twirling in the dark Every word, the King who speaks, … More The Righteous King









