The Call of Terrato: A Shakespearean Sonnet
A serpent, a beast, chaos has ensued;
Rough winds and deadly storms follow;
A serpent with apocalyptic powers imbued;
Deadly and dangerous, my purpose is one of sorrow;
A behemoth residing in the seas;
A deliberate causer of bane;
Hidden deep, hidden for purposes of pain and sleaze;
I rise, no horseman can match me, ensuing is pain;
Not invincible am I, come hither;
A great battle shall occur;
But it takes a great coming-together;
Step aside your petty differences and defer;
Together you must work;
For I am Midgard's Serpent, a beast now berserk.
I thought I would be creative. You can critique but don't mock me, I am really new to writing sonnets. I just followed the rhyming structure, I didn't go with "this quatrain has this purpose" and so on. In case you didn't understand, the "horsemen" thing in Line 8 is about the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. I'm a man, I live in the USA. I'm not new to "magick" but I wanted to join an established online community. I'll probably participate rarely, but I wanted to introduce myself anyway.