Last week in The Dark Library we took our torches and went down into the dark annals of this place. When we left the place I brought up that old book of poetry. This week I will read parts from two very old poems for you from that book.

    Let?s go to the center of the library where there are chairs; some better lighting, and have something to drink while I read. The first poem from the old book is called Rudiments by DiabloWikiMadrik Rimesorrow.

      As if a searing bolt scorches the sun,
      Promises made cannot be undone.
      When one’s days pass in gloom,
      Darker shades all rise and loom.
      The Wanderer travels without a soul,
      To consume beings and their all as a whole.
      He goes about alone in solace.
      Moving anywhere in time and space.

    The second poem in this very old dusty book is Time to Die by DiabloWikiDoomboy.

      Walking across the plains
      Underneath the dark blue sky
      I walked with determination

      Ten steps into the battlefield
      Bloody cries were heard
      Monsters were leaping
      Monsters were fighting

    That is all I have for you this week. Next time I will show you a part of the library that has lore on long forgotten creatures and monsters. Don?t forget your torch as it will be dark.

    Next week we will bring you more from the fan fiction community in the same conveniently posted bitesize format as well as some works from fan monster creators. If you have made fan fiction that has not yet been posted in the Diablo fan fiction forum, or just got inspired to do so, head over there and post your material, or ask questions to other fan writers regarding lore, writing style or other input. See you next week!

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