Travails Of Risqué (Part I)
By Craven Justice

To avoid the tribal shame
she traveled over Elentian plane
Pale of skin with hair of flame
Swordsmanship her claim to fame.

Marked by iron with the crescent moon
Risqué would meet her destiny soon
crossing over the last desert dune
to retrieve her leader’s valued heirloom.

Falling into the sandy ravine
she fought valiantly but did not keen
at least this dying would be clean
and she could join her goddess Selene.

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