Their walk took them onto a path of stone.
Looking sharp, Vile can see it's a beaten path of stone.
Then ore more look excited his sight as he saw
a grand shadow ahead, and a stonework arch above.
Many men high and many men wide the arch stands
tall and daunting. The feeling is almost intimidating
as Vile looks upon the monsters card in
the stone. At the top of the arch, a mighty three headed
dog--snarling in all directions. On the left, a craven
crow--cowering at the sight of a small goat man who
is tempting, always tempting.
It was not long until the sight should end
as teh robed man moved foward on the path. Vile asked his
name to no avail. Perhaps Vile's curiosity has
assured Vile's indefinite doom in this barren land. But
hope is not yet gone, for ahead of them on the
path is a man with no guide who walks all the same.