Hespers Wizard. Dante B. Kun

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      “We reach for new life and we don’t die.”

      “To speak truth to power is often hard,”

      “For the jester called life will deal the card,”

      “So we must do what we know is right to do,”

      “We form a wall with our brave warriors in armor blue.”

      “We make Bracken pay for all he gets,

      ”And we will never hedge our bets,”

      “We make him pay across our board,”

      “As we bleed his wicked, evil horde.”

      “One day at a time gets things done,”

      “One day at a time gets tough battles won.”

      "You never chose the path he laid,"

      “His cruel decision you never made,”

      “So stay the course, give well your word,”

      “And this spell I cast was never heard.”

      So sad Hesper gave her solemn word to stay,

      And fight the good fight every day,

      Her silken wings unfurled, and she gained flight.

      She flew her very last patrol that night.

      Bracken’s forces were just a day’s march away,

      And there was so much more she wanted to say!

      She loved this young wizard and she so cursed her form!

      She longed with all her heart to be again elven norm.

      But things not yet said, she could no longer say,

      And now there would never be any way,

      To become her true self, to just hold his warm hand,

      To escape cruel Bracken and his hateful band.

      So she took to wild flight,

      A warrior still true,

      Her emerald eyes flashed green fire,

      Her diamond scales turquoise blue.

      She vowed to fight hard,

      And cost well Bracken’s horde,

      To make them all pay freedoms price,

      Upon her doomed wizard’s sword.

      Hesper never chose this ugly way,

      This dragon form, this fearful day.

      She never chose to lose her only true home,

      To be denied her freedom, be forced to roam.

      Yet she has chosen a noble path,

      For she has chosen truth to power,

      Her brave wizard has done the sacred wizard math,

      And there is no longer any need to cower.

      She has seen the ancient wisdom within young Nyber,

      When he refused Evil Bracken a cruel choice,

      And she heard the ancient truth within all the brave generals,

      As they spoke truth to power in one brave voice.

      So she just watched her young wizard, Nyber Khan,

      Studying ridgelines from his lofty perch,

      Longingly last seeing,

      His precious forest of pine and birch.

      Upon ebon battlements of black stone and light,

      Alone he darkly stands,

      He raises a blue banner high in the wind,

      And calls forth his troops to protect their lands.

      His enchanted sword of elven steel,

      Is shimmering a deep royal blue.

      A runic bow spans his broad, strong back,

      A quiver of seeking arrows too.

      He sighs out loud with a sad smile within,

      Another wizard link well done.

      Young Nyber Khan and Hesper,

      Hold a fierce link and see as one.

      Flavious Pontificus Calendula, The Keeper of all sacred words. (Poem five.)

      Flavius Pontificus Calendula,

      Is The Keeper of all sacred word.

      He receives and transmits all most patiently,

      The mystic secrets only he first heard.

      In a secret cavern underground,

      Where silver fairy light does abound,

      And nine emerald pillars circle round,

      He fills an ancient book without a sound.

      His diamond scales are white, crystal multihued,

      Prism like, no light subdued,

      Reflecting sun on polished abalone shell,

      His pure crystal white shows all colors well.

      Within Magenta fairy flame,

      Ancient words appear,

      Circling the emerald crystal columns,

      For this sacred seer.

      Within the circles center Flavious stands alone,

      Imprinting the vision held in each crystal stone.

      Midnight black is the color of his book,

      Inside of which he does not look,

      Bound in golden thread this ancient tome,

      Becomes the flame words sacred home.

      All dragon magic lies deep within,

      For the Keepers job will never end.

      Flavius scribes with pure mind, never a pen,

      For he knows where all sacred words have been,

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