
Entering for: Guardian 4
Guardian name: Slough (sloo)
Chosen name: TBD
Concept entry:
Creep, creep, creep,
follow me through the fog,
and creep, creep, creep,
down into the bog.
Creep, creep, creep,
through the eerie mire,
and creep, creep, creep,
toward a midnight fire.
Creep, creep, creep,
We'll catch you by the hair
like a rabbit in a snare.
And for a pretty penny,
or some food to fill our bellies,
we'll rifle through your coat
as we cut your pretty throat.
Then creep, creep, creep,
we'll vanish through the fog,
and creep, creep, creep
while you sink into the bog.
Creep, creep, creep,
down into the bog.
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Entering for: Guardian 3
Guardian name: Phouka (pooka)
Chosen name: TBD
Concept entry:
Wicked wild, wicked fast,
wicked smiles, wicked laughs
wicked wild, wicked fast,
wicked smiles, wicked laughs
dashing through the moonless night
frantic, frenzied, fevered flight
hapless mortal, away you go
captured by this phantom doe
docile seeming, sweet and dear
not to hide from, not to fear
kindly grants to mount astride
and so begins this wicked ride
shoots across the starry moor
haunting cackles, laughing roar
with a final, bucking kick
flips the rider, dizzy, sick
wicked wild, wicked fast,
wicked smiles, wicked laughs.
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Entering for: Guardian 1
Guardian name: Grimlynn
Chosen name: TBD
Concept entry:
Your best interest, she has at heart, while she's finding things, to tear apart. A cup, a kick, a n**, a quip, oh calm down, it's just a chip! Ever faithful, tried and true, she'll find more ways to be a "help" to you. A rip, a tear, a snort, a stare, you didn't need it, now there, there! Breakfast or tea, wherever you be: a crash, a smash, a dash, a laugh, why do people so love their trash? To market, to market, to buy a fat pig and pay for the damage your unruly doe did!