Traveler
Traveler
I have walked the streets of the Dark City, and crossed blades with graceful alien gladiators.
I have explored deep caves of green glowing gems, and have claimed the heads of stone golems.
There is not a more beautiful sight then a sunset over an ocean of mercury.
I have seen the great spires of a metropolis long ago, and raced great flying chariots through sprawling deserts.
I have trekked through rainforests and grasslands, and befriended the amazing creatures that live there.
The heat of a blazing red sun is quite invigorating.
I have stepped through gates to worlds unknown, and fought with evil gods of myth.
I have seen wonders that cannot be described, and done great deeds that are worthy of legend.
The taste of that famous Ol' Spiced is superior to all else.
To some, my name means fear, and to others, hope.
Do not ask of my name, for I will never truly tell.
And every time I will simply say:
Traveler
This was just a little free-form poem I came up with, not much. I just wrote what came to mind.
Still, you can kinda tell there's a lot of references. They're mainly things that come to mind when I think of a fantastic journey.
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