Darkness under sunlight
Sinister sounds
From hidden predators
Both natural and arcane
Putrid water
Surrounding murky isles
Until the ground turns hard
Sliced apart by rivers
Belching fog and steam
Giltris prowl the shadows
Scaly hides and simple clubs
The tribes rule the fearsome wild
Only one controls more fear
The undead master in the ruined house
Devourer of the souls of Lords
Welcome to the Caster Swamp
Where the Lich shall always rule
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I love the picture and your words. This is exactly what I pictured Caster Swamp like in my mind as I read your book.
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Thanks. The heroes really get to explore it in book 5.
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Great poem Charles, very dark and eerie.
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Thanks. A great place for the Lich to call home.
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Not the warmest welcome. π
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They don’t like visitors. Unless they’re hungry.
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