tales of princess Izmaria part 1

melodies come waging in amazing hymns as the tale of thee gal of freedoms race begins in days sleek grin... so under the summer suns mighty ember heat she wandered up the hunters brush grinding dust in her teeth... equipped with mythic gold armor protecting her by deflecting the worse pikes from menaces n cold archers... cause in the land of ancient egypt lied a span of vanquished secrets ... so she set off on her black stallion arcadia ... approaching wet moss leading to this grieving tomb in steamy ruins... n suddenly a serpent appeared in massive size fashioned eyes an drastic hype launching it fangs at the princess n coming inches within her image... for she had moved in incredible speeds that seemed unreal but for this crooked fiend looking mean it was a stiff lunge and done deal... with her uesugi katana she had struck the vagrant in roughly four places ... putting an easy cut through what seemed a tough base skin...And no sooner than folding this rude worm... bandits circled Izmaria... for she was a beautiful persian woman that masses of men dreamed of letting there human soul burn in lusts sin.. so they flocked and flirted like a pack of wolves n just watched as she heard them brag on books of there act of crook... til she showed no interest... telling them they needed to see a priest n seek release from these deities... and go home for deliverance...while of course with love enforced and a smirk of innocence... so these gentlemen became defamed simpletons... snapped n shape shifted into a mass of hate twisted mental pigs... are wild boars hell bent on vile gore.... so surrounding her they caved in looking to put her in a grave den. but her arousing blur confused them in illusion an plagued them to run cursed into a grey trend...and 1 by 1 as they ran into cinder rocks and missed there shot she split there tops lifting her blade and swifly ripping away... for her sandles had the soles of a unicorn so her human form was super armed..... allowing her to move with mind-boggling ability.... on bounty herds of loose fools in time stopping agility ...and as the bliss sun smiled on glyphs hung a picture of wisdom set in as she browsed the scriptures n riddles on stone grail... while the winds sent strong gales... til she saw a hidden tunnel within the center so she lit n ember after roping her way down on a tough vine... but when she reached the bottom of this stuffed climb... glowing yellow appeared behind her ... as a reminder of tale quotes of monsters n cronies and stale folk... n when she turned to see this darkworld thornpath of a beast her work was cut out... but in her hearts door she swore that her dreams were forged on a tough route... so with its long tentacle it launched thick missiles towards the crown on her temple... but she defended with her blade n evaded by foot while bending the rays that it sprayed from its look... but with the light so dim ..ice cold drifts and nite unfoldin its was time to shift ... so she launched daggers at the base of the beast... then she slashed away at it but wait it... regenerated... so her lengendary blade was useless so a secondary trade was fused quick with a smooth fix... she knew attacks would be futile so in a new style she ran and dodged an endless assault til it thought itd finish her off... in the bitterest thought .... but suddenly somethings was simmering hot.... those daggers attracted heat n could set the area they circled on fire once sparked.... just the task first was to distract the things and accept its hysteria then wormhole through its iron tusk n guard...rush and discard... so as the beast lay burning its ironclad shield trampled, princess Izmaria leaped with her blade whirling in to spike the vast kill.... n the beast was dismantled .... then a path opened up an her focus was to trek on hard soil elude wars coil n venture next into the lair of the gargoyle after all ancient treasure was at stake.... to be continued......

HeavenSunArcadez wrote:
melodies come waging in amazing hymns as the tale of thee gal of freedoms race begins in days sleek grin... so under the summer suns mighty ember heat she wandered up the hunters brush grinding dust in her teeth... equipped with mythic gold armor protecting her by deflecting the worse pikes from menaces n cold archers... cause in the land of ancient egypt lied a span of vanquished secrets ... so she set off on her black stallion arcadia ... approaching wet moss leading to this grieving tomb in steamy ruins... n suddenly a serpent appeared in massive size fashioned eyes an drastic hype launching it fangs at the princess n coming inches within her image... for she had moved in incredible speeds that seemed unreal but for this crooked fiend looking mean it was a stiff lunge and done deal... with her uesugi katana she had struck the vagrant in roughly four places ... putting an easy cut through what seemed a tough base skin...And no sooner than folding this rude worm... bandits circled Izmaria... for she was a beautiful persian woman that masses of men dreamed of letting there human soul burn in lusts sin.. so they flocked and flirted like a pack of wolves n just watched as she heard them brag on books of there act of crook... til she showed no interest... telling them they needed to see a priest n seek release from these deities... and go home for deliverance...while of course with love enforced and a smirk of innocence... so these gentlemen became defamed simpletons... snapped n shape shifted into a mass of hate twisted mental pigs... are wild boars hell bent on vile gore.... so surrounding her they caved in looking to put her in a grave den. but her arousing blur confused them in illusion an plagued them to run cursed into a grey trend...and 1 by 1 as they ran into cinder rocks and missed there shot she split there tops lifting her blade and swifly ripping away... for her sandles had the soles of a unicorn so her human form was super armed..... allowing her to move with mind-boggling ability.... on bounty herds of loose fools in time stopping agility ...and as the bliss sun smiled on glyphs hung a picture of wisdom set in as she browsed the scriptures n riddles on stone grail... while the winds sent strong gales... til she saw a hidden tunnel within the center so she lit n ember after roping her way down on a tough vine... but when she reached the bottom of this stuffed climb... glowing yellow appeared behind her ... as a reminder of tale quotes of monsters n cronies and stale folk... n when she turned to see this darkworld thornpath of a beast her work was cut out... but in her hearts door she swore that her dreams were forged on a tough route... so with its long tentacle it launched thick missiles towards the crown on her temple... but she defended with her blade n evaded by foot while bending the rays that it sprayed from its look... but with the light so dim ..ice cold drifts and nite unfoldin its was time to shift ... so she launched daggers at the base of the beast... then she slashed away at it but wait it... regenerated... so her lengendary blade was useless so a secondary trade was fused quick with a smooth fix... she knew attacks would be futile so in a new style she ran and dodged an endless assault til it thought itd finish her off... in the bitterest thought .... but suddenly somethings was simmering hot.... those daggers attracted heat n could set the area they circled on fire once sparked.... just the task first was to distract the things and accept its hysteria then wormhole through its iron tusk n guard...rush and discard... so as the beast lay burning its ironclad shield trampled, princess Izmaria leaped with her blade whirling in to spike the vast kill.... n the beast was dismantled .... then a path opened up an her focus was to trek on hard soil elude wars coil n venture next into the lair of the gargoyle after all ancient treasure was at stake.... to be continued......

o]]Mere werds wouldnt be complementary enough in describing how sick this piece is famfam... The imagery portrayed throughout is to my liking, dope all way round,like 360 degrees of excellence. I hope you dropped this gem in the bp and artist forums Sun, you got a sure-shot righchere.[/b]

Le0 wrote:

HeavenSunArcadez wrote:
melodies come waging in amazing hymns as the tale of thee gal of freedoms race begins in days sleek grin... so under the summer suns mighty ember heat she wandered up the hunters brush grinding dust in her teeth... equipped with mythic gold armor protecting her by deflecting the worse pikes from menaces n cold archers... cause in the land of ancient egypt lied a span of vanquished secrets ... so she set off on her black stallion arcadia ... approaching wet moss leading to this grieving tomb in steamy ruins... n suddenly a serpent appeared in massive size fashioned eyes an drastic hype launching it fangs at the princess n coming inches within her image... for she had moved in incredible speeds that seemed unreal but for this crooked fiend looking mean it was a stiff lunge and done deal... with her uesugi katana she had struck the vagrant in roughly four places ... putting an easy cut through what seemed a tough base skin...And no sooner than folding this rude worm... bandits circled Izmaria... for she was a beautiful persian woman that masses of men dreamed of letting there human soul burn in lusts sin.. so they flocked and flirted like a pack of wolves n just watched as she heard them brag on books of there act of crook... til she showed no interest... telling them they needed to see a priest n seek release from these deities... and go home for deliverance...while of course with love enforced and a smirk of innocence... so these gentlemen became defamed simpletons... snapped n shape shifted into a mass of hate twisted mental pigs... are wild boars hell bent on vile gore.... so surrounding her they caved in looking to put her in a grave den. but her arousing blur confused them in illusion an plagued them to run cursed into a grey trend...and 1 by 1 as they ran into cinder rocks and missed there shot she split there tops lifting her blade and swifly ripping away... for her sandles had the soles of a unicorn so her human form was super armed..... allowing her to move with mind-boggling ability.... on bounty herds of loose fools in time stopping agility ...and as the bliss sun smiled on glyphs hung a picture of wisdom set in as she browsed the scriptures n riddles on stone grail... while the winds sent strong gales... til she saw a hidden tunnel within the center so she lit n ember after roping her way down on a tough vine... but when she reached the bottom of this stuffed climb... glowing yellow appeared behind her ... as a reminder of tale quotes of monsters n cronies and stale folk... n when she turned to see this darkworld thornpath of a beast her work was cut out... but in her hearts door she swore that her dreams were forged on a tough route... so with its long tentacle it launched thick missiles towards the crown on her temple... but she defended with her blade n evaded by foot while bending the rays that it sprayed from its look... but with the light so dim ..ice cold drifts and nite unfoldin its was time to shift ... so she launched daggers at the base of the beast... then she slashed away at it but wait it... regenerated... so her lengendary blade was useless so a secondary trade was fused quick with a smooth fix... she knew attacks would be futile so in a new style she ran and dodged an endless assault til it thought itd finish her off... in the bitterest thought .... but suddenly somethings was simmering hot.... those daggers attracted heat n could set the area they circled on fire once sparked.... just the task first was to distract the things and accept its hysteria then wormhole through its iron tusk n guard...rush and discard... so as the beast lay burning its ironclad shield trampled, princess Izmaria leaped with her blade whirling in to spike the vast kill.... n the beast was dismantled .... then a path opened up an her focus was to trek on hard soil elude wars coil n venture next into the lair of the gargoyle after all ancient treasure was at stake.... to be continued......

o]]Mere werds wouldnt be complementary enough in describing how sick this piece is famfam... The imagery portrayed throughout is to my liking, dope all way round,like 360 degrees of excellence. I hope you dropped this gem in the bp and artist forums Sun, you got a sure-shot righchere.[/b]

I am going to repost right now in the artist lounge... i did post a while back in bp poets but it got slept on.... so i will see how it does on the artist lounge... appreciate the feedback and compliments.... this is the type of ordeal i started off with as a writer before moving to full time poetry... but i would love to read this in front of an audience that would be nice... much respect to you...