Ein Gedicht über die Zwergenstadt

Als drittes Werk in der Reihe Little Town veröffentlichte Heinrich nun ein Gedicht über die Zwergenstadt, welche sich in den weltumspannenden Bergen tief verborgen hält.
	Little Town III
	Between huge hills and mountains, boldly pearcing the sky, lies a city of rock, a prove of the Dwarves might. By portals no hands can open choose your words carefully. Believe in true magic and soon the city you may see. A nearby iron mine feeds the city with ore, allowing the blacksmith proud equipment to forge. In the bar there's always someone if you search a conversation. There is also a library nearby to improve your education Visit the dwarven king, his general you shall also meet, and if you look for some action in the sewers you should seek. Inhabited by monsters, feeding from the gloom, Tarantula and Proudflesh won't let you leave so soon. A church and a guild are also in town, in case you like it you should hang around. A Shamman and a Bank are there for all needs. The jumpstation used by everyone who leaves. Built of rock. Built of sweat. Zwergenstadt shall stand for as long as there's a dwarf left.
	Heinrich