Sanguine - Sonnet 1
This is a writing sample from Scripted writer Adam Cronk
Of black and red the walls do seem to me,
I fear I've lost my way this sanguine night;
A light now waned reflects to see them bleed,
Accursed be the one to see this sight;
Through dark my eyes did meet the candid ire,
Of what my mind and heart could not explain;
Though truth be told and sat atop the spire,
My past and name both be met with distain;
Where hope may shine across the tile and stone,
A grasp I could not gain upon it now;
Strayed in these halls that I once called a home,
Gone to ages and left to wonder how;
If men redeem themselves of such a past,
Now hope he may succeed afore the last.
Written by:
Adam Cronk
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