The Erlking

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Author	martyr
Tags	author:martyr rated tileset
Created	2007-05-22
Rating	4 by 9 people.
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Description	To be used in Coup de Grace! "..."Won't you come along with me, fine boy? My girls will tend your keeping. The Daughters dance such lullabies, 'Twill sing you off to sleeping." O father, father, why can't you see The Erlking's daughters dark and gay? "My son, my son, there's no one there But Willow trees twisted and grey." "I love you, boy; your charming face; But if you're not willing, then I'll use force." Father, father, he's grabbing me! The Erlking is hurting me! The father shudders and rides so fast, He holds his moaning child. To the courtyard swiftly his horse has sped, But in his arms . . . the child was dead." The end part of the Erlking RATE ME!