In the forest running deer . . . swift of hoof hunters near from the King their message clear bring one back for Feast is near Armed with arrow armed with bow no sword on belt but knife in tow swiftly thru the tree filled wood silent do they go Fairies hide gnomes dig deep trolls are watching from their keep the magic of the forest trees disappears as men approach One must die to save us all so we live one must fall and from the wood comes stag so strong sacrificed by magic call That he dies is not the thing “You are remembered!” the fairies sing but accepts his fate so slow stoic as this day must go arrow swift and arrow deep straight to heart its point does seek oh, so quick and oh, so fast that in death the rest will last Taken back to castle hall head to grace a castle wall skin to clothe a hunter’s back meat for all as embers crack And the circle now complete until the time comes next ~ The Knight
Posted on: Sat, 26 Oct 2013 05:08:54 +0000
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