Friday: Januardy 24, 2008
Who: Johannes and Open Where: Right outside the main entrance. When: Evening What: Johannes recites a bit of oral poetry.
The moon was waning and Johannes was transfixed by it. The change had come already. Tuesday night. Such an interesting day it had been. Now he was preparing for his masters arrival. His master deserved an epic in his name. Listlessly his voice carried out over the quiet night.
"Muse, I am, for underworld's lord Hades, Soon to be the master of this realm, Dancing now beneath the listless pleidies Me, I am, here now, upon the helm Of this mission, to bring forth devestation Upon the unbelievers, who, so stand insulting him, with no great hesitation, None now live who do fear his mighty hand."
He had a beginning but it was hard coming after that. He wasn't used to working in so strict a form and though he favored five four time, he didn't like rhyming. Or being able to break form.