So I have been working on a poem…sort of. That fills in some history gaps in my elven lands for the main character.
The sky wheel forever turns
Wind blows and grasses bend
The elven lands
The clans defend
When times come hard
When the darkness grows
Threat and danger
And deep magic flows
The clans unite
Elven warriors fight
The time is right
For the queens might
When siblings born
With eyes of slate
Destined for more
A path that’s great
The best with steel
No one can match
Blade
Sword
Delivered with wrath
When she goes to war
He’ll follow her
Brother
Champion
Great defender
Deep magic sleeps
Awaits the queen
Only one can awaken
A might that’s keen
Air
Fire
Earth
Desire
The four are one
It is the hour
Deep magic calls
The queens true power
It wasn’t enough
She wanted more
To be a god
Is what she swore
Siblings split
He wanted none
Her goal is set
She’s just one
He saves his kin
From wrongful end
Her power is stripped
And is her end
Wonderfully written, sweet and soulful. 🙂
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Thank you. I hope it formatted alright from my phone
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