Please Stay Away........
Beheld Ye Mighty Dragons ?
Dost thou knoweth yon Faeries ?
Hast thou e`er rodest upon a Unicorn ?
Are there Dwarven Treasures under thine house ?
Will the Elves protect you from what only they can see ?
A Pegasus swoops down to save you from your darkest dreams ?
Maybe there be a few Goblins and Trolls under your bed ?
Are you a Hero at heart or a Merlin in another life ?
Join us in this Fantasy of forgotten days .....
Dragons in the mist ~
Oracle kissed
Sceptre of the Magi, longest lost
ages gone ~ and oh, the cost !
| Forever
watching
Mountains, Sky ..... horrific
screams, flight
the Knight to ride ride on .......
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| Scrolls
speak ..... Maidens weep
Spirits dancing
in the fire .....
of Wizards wise, their eyes, Elven wars for Paradise ~ and Man's desire.
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| Stars peek ~
wings return
everything on the ground has burned Dragons wish ~ eyes alight ..... learned
and held the Horror within their Sight the Sorcerers rage is joined by their Might !
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| Hush
!
Yon feeble wind a silent sky to touch ..... From yon clouds, looking down ignoble eyes under its stolen crown ~ surrounded by sacrifice, insufferable clods
follow the Magical Staff, aye the ancient Gods ~ too long held by darkness, to most it doth seem aye, down where more nobler things doth dream ~ and hope their chance will soon yet be seen to end this age of misery and set the lowly peasants free
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| From
the sky came the fight ~
and first blocked out all the light so fell upon the magnificent beasts drinking deep
their dreams of peace
shaft of fire, red and bright unsubtle
end, to silent starry night
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| Up ~ alarm !
Awaken and quickly arm swords are drawn and arrows fly viloence hath come to this sleepy farm
without armor, strength or half the time the cloud is gone, henches left behind they last not long, but what a crime !
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| "This
prophecy, the Faeries see ....."
last gasp of Gath, a Dragon down ~ wounded soldiers gather 'round
"..... of Unicorns and Pegasi ....." at last, the Magi's shadow's found and Dragon's blood now soaks the ground "..... an Elven lad, yet born of Man ....." a glance beneath a shivvering stone a frightened Squire shudders alone "..... will vanquish a marauding clan." One staff aglow can fell Dragons so final eyes realize, "Now go !" And some silent moans Wizards know
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| Master
gone
to chase the stone charmed squire left alone ~ left beside departed friend while battle rages on under skies and lonely sighs a withered pawn still echoes in this wind "a thousand years mighty rains until that ground comes clean when magic's gone, n dreams ~
as yet, unseen ..... "
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