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Ice Maze (Part 3)

{collab of Bliss & Prophet}
 
(Part 3)
{Points of Experience}

 
There is nothing  
in the field of vision now  
except Death and ICE.  
A stark, barren landscape  
is a world of desolate nothingness.  
This is a wasteland, a sulphur field  
there was nothing good  
that could come of this place.  
Only a twisted wizard  
like the Ice King  
would ever step foot in this place.
 
It was obviously haunted  
by unsettled souls from some battle long ago.  
Lost souls sought this place as refuge.  
And The ice King had brought  
his minions of darkness here  
through a portal crafted  
in this potently magic zone.  
 
He knew there were many surprises ahead,  
as he reached the bridge  
crossing the moat into  
“The Kingdom of Ice”
 
The butter of insight  
has also granted our hero  
with the knowledge
That reaching the Tower  
from above ground  
was an impossible task,
 
Now he must find these barren bushes
of which the dreamland spirits spoke
Underland passages must be found
To guide him through  
the caverns and catacombs
to a secret entrance below
The mission before him  
was not so cut and dry,
not so straightforward,
 
He was glad he left
at least half
of the magic butter
As the path leads to horror,  
twists of tests lie ahead.  
 
Little to no comfort  
a heart heavy  
missing his second half  
the only soul  
Farcicle knew he couldn't live without.  
 
The crests pattern's glare  
throws his mind back  
to what must get him  
back on track.  
Looking for the pillar of hope  
to signal the bush of hallow.  
 
Getting to the pillar  
Farcicle sees a flying monkey bat.  
Luckily it was sleeping,  
these foes  
are especially nasty when approached.  
No code of decency in their tactics.  
 
As passing almost tiptoeing by  
the monkey bat opens an eye  
and whispers  
where do you think your heading?  
Reaching for the crest  
the smelly winged over grown tree dweller  
blindly shrieking cursed words  
for sure.  
 
Farcicle reaches  
and tosses it to the bush  
and beams blast through all the land.  
The blind winged beast lunges at him  
as a beam of the focused light hits him  
turning him instantaneously into stone  
dropping to the ground  
and breaking in 3 or 4 rather large pieces  
except for the wings  
they just  
shattered
 
Controlling the beams  
farcicle rides a beam close to the eagles lair.  
Many foes there.  
Hopefully the mother bird majestic  
is hunting to feed her hatchlings.  
Though the egg keeper is always on duty  
hyper vigilant  
and hungers for the poachers flesh.  
It's venom first paralyzes it
 
He came here with no intent of stealing eggs,  
The golden eggs which glistened in the dappled light.  
He came to find the entrance to the Lair below.  
However, he believed the entrance  
to be beneath the nest of eggs.  
As he moved forward,  
Through the brambles and bushes,  
towards the eagle's nest,
a looming figure, in the shadows,  
remained hidden from the light.  
And as the Brave knight peered up,  
he barely missed the poison  
dripping down  
from the giant fangs  
above
Written by Prophet
Published | Edited 10th Jan 2012
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