I left the bonfire’s warming light,
Prepared for yet another fight.
The path ahead was long and steep,
With hidden secrets there to keep.
Before too long, an archer stood,
Sending arrows where he could.
I raised no shield—I had none yet,
So every step was quite a threat.
As I drew closer to the foe,
Something below began to glow.
An item rested on the floor,
A helpful gift—and so much more.
I picked it up with careful hands,
A sturdy shield to fit my plans.
I opened up the menu screen,
To see what all my gear could mean.
I placed the shield upon my arm,
Ready now to block from harm.
With every step, I felt much stronger,
Ready to explore much longer.
The archer fired once again,
But I was ready now, and then
My shield stopped every arrow’s flight,
Turning danger into might.
The frightened Hollow turned to flee,
Running farther up from me.
I chased him up the narrow stair,
Determined I would meet him there.
Another treasure caught my eye,
A weapon waiting close nearby.
I gladly claimed my brand-new blade,
A stronger choice for battles made.
Back into the menu then,
I switched my weapons once again.
Everything was set just right,
Now I was ready for the fight.
Up another staircase high,
The Hollow waited by and by.
Another arrow flew my way,
But I blocked it anyway.
I closed the distance, nice and fast,
The final moment came at last.
One solid strike was all I needed,
And that lone archer was defeated.
I searched around with watchful eyes,
Expecting yet another prize.
There were two pathways left to see—
One climbed high, one dropped for me.
Curious, I wandered down,
Where one more heavy door was found.
The rusty lock gave way at last,
And through the doorway I walked past.
Then something made me stop and grin—
I’d circled back to where I’d been!
A clever shortcut now was made,
One less dangerous path to brave.
I rested by the fire once more,
Before returning to explore.
The warm, familiar flames burned bright,
Preparing me for what I’d fight.
Back upstairs I made my way,
Ready for another day.
But all at once a rumbling sound
Sent echoes rolling all around.
A giant boulder thundered by,
So fast it nearly made me fly!
I leaped aside just in time,
Escaping with a narrow climb.
The massive stone smashed through the wall,
Sending broken rocks to fall.
Dust and rubble filled the air,
Revealing something hidden there.
Inside I found a weary knight,
His strength was fading from the fight.
He looked at me with tired eyes,
Yet still held one last surprise.
He spoke to me both calm and kind,
With wisdom shaped by troubled times.
Then into my waiting hands
He placed two gifts both strong and grand.
The Estus Flask became my own,
A treasure every player’s known.
It healed my wounds with golden light,
A faithful friend in every fight.
He also gave a special key,
The Undead Asylum F2 East Key.
Another doorway now could fall,
Unlocking secrets through the hall.
I thanked the knight before I went,
For every gift his kindness lent.
Though near the end of life’s last breath,
He gave me hope before his death.
Back upstairs I climbed once more,
Returning to the upper floor.
Another Hollow blocked my way,
Ready for a fight that day.
He rushed ahead with sword held high,
Certain I would surely die.
But I stood firm and kept my ground,
My courage strong, my focus sound.
One clean swing was all it took,
The Hollow fell with one last look.
Another victory came my way,
As brighter grew the coming day.
Step by step, I learned the game,
Each new battle built my aim.
Every lesson made me see…
Dark Souls was teaching patiently.
