Hall Of The Skull Knight King Poem by Justin Gildow

Hall Of The Skull Knight King



In the hall of the Skull Knight King
We must tread with utmost caution
The ceiling is nothing but spikes
Ghosts are in hiding
Waiting to attack or follow
The red skeletons are being disassembled
But they're doing a good job on their own trying to reassemble
Blocks are falling down
And we try out best to concentrate and memorize the sequence and pattern by which they fall
Just trying to get through the enemies and obstacles while still being alive most of all

The Skull Knight King awaits us in his chamber
And as soon as we arrive
The battle is on
And we'll see who survives

As we attack
The Skull Knight King has an unusual defense
Sending bones off his body to attack
And give us something else to worry about and defend against

After battling it out
The Skull Knight King crumbles to the floor
Finally admitting defeat
And our journey throughout this part is finally complete
But we're not done yet
And while there are many memories of this area that we'll never forget
There's still more to come
There's still more to overcome

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Justin Gildow

Justin Gildow

Washington, PA
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