High above the misty mountains
Beneath the creeping, looming sounds.
Hideous monsters prowl around,
In a grim, gruesome battleground.
A lethal monstrous place to roam
For any human that I know.
You'd never make it out alive
Unless you know the Shiverouse tribe.
The Shiverouse you can not trust;
Bury you while you still converse,
And if you become their ally
Yes, even then, you still might die.
If you did make it through alive
You'd wonder quite how you survived.
The Shiverouse tribe has wiped you brain,
So that others you might not train.
This place will haunt you all your life,
Bringing nightmares each day and night.
No one that lives is e're the same
Once they've stepped foot in that dreadful place.
written by Evelyn Creon
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