The Witch’s Memory part 15 (recap)

What she said next would haunt her for days
For weeks, months, years, decades in many different ways
She would remember this moment with creeping dread
“I wish you were dead.”
As soon as she uttered the words she wished to reel them back
Hoping she’d be cut some slack
That she could apologize and set things straight
But at once she knew it was far too late
The treacherous words dwelling inside
Refused to stay hidden no matter how hard she tried
“I’m going to go” Jaspeak began
“This abuse I will not stand
Count your blessings if I choose to return
Know it was you who let this bridge burn”
At once both hot and cold
Although that part from the story would go untold
She stomped off not dating a second glance to take
For if she did she knew her heart would break
Jaspeak heard her father speak
The mere sound of his voice making her weak
She ran off without a word
Thinking this was all a bit absurd
This was the moment that would withstand time
To never be captured in prose or rhyme
When she abandoned her people for the sake of a boy
So why oh why did she feel this joy
This sense of peace and glorious calm
Feeling the electric prickle in her palm
This wealth of emotion bursting inside
All because her former self died
Now she had to rush to be with Roland
To be with someone who’d surely understand
What it was like to be so alone
Someone who could see what was inside shone
So she cast away her worries and her woe
Knowing where her heart needed to go
Jaspeak trekked through valley and mountain
She travelled through morning and nights dark as sin
Until she came to an unknown place
Nestled between two mountains as if they were giving it space
Her heart thundered as she knew
This was the home of the one she knew to be true
Roland the idiot who stumbled into her life
The one who was more than worth the strife
She found a cluster of trees for her to wait
For the boy, praying him not to be too late
The sun fell giving way to the moon
This burdening anticipation had to end soon
At last her wish was granted
As she peered beyond the trees where she was planted
She spotted Roland as he came shuffling in
When she saw him she broke out into a wide grin
“Here I am!” she had spoken
And at her voice his trance was broken
Now no smile came to greet his face
His eyes had lost their luster and grace
She asked “What does trouble you my dear?”
“I wish that you were still far from here”

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The Witch’s Memory part 14 (recap)

She spotted Roland caught in the midst of trees
A feeling of joy travelled from her head to her knees
He offered a smile rather tired
Losing the charm and mystique she had admired
“Has something happened to you my dear?”
She asked not feigning her fear
“It’s nothing Jaspeak” He answered quite wry
“Just pondering things by and by
I enjoy our time together I truly fo
So it grieves me to ask something of you”
He went to her and took her by the hand
The pained look in his eyes too much to stand
“I don’t wish to place you in an awkward position
So please let me speak while you listen
These last few months have been bliss
All my life I’ve never been as happy as this
However it is I who puts myself at risk
As more and more creatures come as the air gets brisk
Perhaps you could come to my home
So I can show you how we roam”
Jaspeak was struck by his word
To her that option never occured
To come to him in the stead
And to her chagrin it filled her with dread
How would she manage to be gone a few days
Not to mention the questions it would raise
It wasn’t until now she considered how it was for him
As if he were able to drop his life for her at a whim
Never thought of how he made this trip
Her own ignorance stung her like a whip
The shame was a burden loading her shoulders down
Or like the pricking of a thorn laden crown
Her eyes became wet
She hoped this was not something she’d regret
“I will go upon our agreed date
And I’ll make sure not to be late”
She sang much higher than she meant
“You have seemed like an upstanding gent
It would be a shame not to see where you were reared
To raise someone like you it can’t be what’s feared
Perhaps I can sway the minds of those left in the past
And the uneasiness between our lands can cease at last”
Red heat tinted his face
So volatile in temperature it warmed the place
With it there was a tingle along her spine
She struggled to keep herself in line
For now though she showed him more wonders
Like the Roaring Rocks which always thunders
All the while the wisp followed along
Serenading her with a peculiar song
One of pain and overall warning
A haunting melody that would stick with her till morning
They said their goodbyes and Jaspeak was elated
A bubbling sensation while she waited
She plotted a trek for four to five days
How this could play out there were many ways
So consumed she was by this trip
That she could not see her father’s heart rip
As he worried about her well being
Of the daughter he knew, not the one he was seeing
The time came where she had to leave
Her bonds she was ready to cleave
It was midday and the sun was already high
In the mild air the birds did fly
Off to grand adventures somewhere deep south
Now the time has come for her to use her mouth
To speak untruths to her familial head
So confident before now her tongue was like lead
Her father was rolling out in the field
Wandering the crops he was yet to yeild

The Witch’s Memory part 12 (recap)

“I shall do my best,” the boy did say
“Until we meet another day.”
Then the boy headed off to the unknown
Jaspeak’s admiration for him clearly having grown
Right then she thought of her mom and dad
It was going on late and they’d surely be mad
So she ran back at a brisk pace
Well aware of the consequences she would face
Two days stuck at home she did receive
A fair and lenient punishment she did believe
Late that night the girl began to dream
About the strange, mysterious teen
A fortnight could not come fast enough
She could show him all types of stuff
She’d show him how to conjure fire and ice
Possibly show him the Falls of Thrice
A place of legends steeped in truth
Or made to believe so from mouths uncouth
The thought of doing something so free
Filled her with incredible glee
But she managed to wait as well as she could
Before she reentered the wood
She made her way back to the very same spot
Amongst the trees nestled in a knot
Jittery butterflies fluttered in her guts
She began to wonder if she was nuts
To wait on a boy she met on a whim
Or to think she might be harboring affections for him
She pounded her head at her stupidity
Also wondering where he could be
As she was readying to call it quits and head back
A twig broke the silence with a deafening crack
Jaspeak turned her head to the sound
Then her heart did indeed bound
As the boy, Roland, stepped out of the darkness
Smiling brightly while his hair was a mess
Jaspeak started grinning from ear to ear
His appearance sating some of her doubts and fear
“Sorry I had some trouble upon the last hill
A couple of shadow beasts gave me a chill
But they ended up passing me without much worry
If they had not I would have had to scurry”
Said Roland with a broadening grin
A smile so dangerous it should have been labeled a sin
Warmth made its way to Jaspeak’s cheek
Leaving her vulnerable and otherwise weak
The feeling left her feeling the greatest of shame
Hoping this was not all a vicious game
She shook away all the thoughts in her skull
Wanting to break the silence within this lull
“So is there no magic in your homeland
We are the only ones to know of the gift I understand”
Asked Jaspeak who thought herself a fool
In this time with the night air so cool
The boy could not seem but to smirk
Which she was finding to be a charming quirk
“It is true we are not familiar with your kind
What you conjure we cannot bring to mind
We are simple folk with simpler needs
Going about our lives to complete our deeds
Since the day we first met
No matter how hard I try I can’t forget
Wondering how you managed such things
And all the challenges and opportunities it brings
To wield this magic as you call it
Would be a wonder I must admit.”
Jaspeak grinned at his words
Her thoughts getting lost with the birds
Something about this boy ensnared her mind
The feeling she got when she was around him hard to find
A feeling like butterflies trapped in her belly
Turning her thoughts to push and legs to jelly
She shook away the nervous jitter
Which felt strange and oh so bitter
“I can’t promise to teach you what I know
But it would be my pleasure to ahow
What me and my people can do
By taking what is old to me and making it new to you.”
“I would appreciate that very much.”
And with that he gave her arm the faintest of touch
Although it was but a subtle graze
The excitement within her didn’t cease to amaze
Dazzling sparks danced lightly on her nerves
Setting a flame every fiber and curve
Of her body till it tingled out of her fingertips
Before she knew it she bit her lip
Jaspeak was glad she was not alone
As redness in the boy’s cheeks shone
She composed herself then led him to the Leaping Lake
A greater impression she could not make
Glistening water sang to the heavens
Leaving Roland with an awestruck expression
Water nymphs leaped from toadstool to toadstool
Laughing as they played games cool
Roland grinned oh so wide
Jaspeak thought that he had cried
His eyes went wet as the sparkling water
Caught by the beauty there was little left to utter
Jaspeak’s heart swelled at this sight
This would be what she took from the night
The stunned silence which crowded the air
As they marveled at the lake without a care
The moon rose high as minutes turned to hours
Along came a misting shower
Calming rain washed over the two
Signaling their night was through

The Witch’s Memory part 11 (recap)

At this Jaspeak did scoff
Rolling her eyes and jutting her head aloft
“I didn’t need any of your rescue
I am quite fine and well to do
It seems we’ve come to an impasse
So tell me your name at last.”
He brushed off his clothes with the back of his hand
“I go by the name Roland
From a kingdom a ways aways
A journey by foot rounding about four days
The kingdom is called Udonvalle
My father works the majesty’s jail
My mother passed away last winter
Every fallen snowflake makes me miss her
I myself am the apprentice of a smith
A patient man who is very forthwith
I am learning the craft at lightning pace
Building weaponry for a swordsman with grace
It is a craft where I can mature
Making quite certain my future is secure.”
Jaspeak gave a quizzical gaze
As if losing herself in a distant haze
She wondered after this strange boy
The one who now seemed devoid of joy
Jaspeak stood letting the moment linger
A wind coming in as fierce as winter
“So tell me how it is you found yourself here
In these woods cloaked in fear
Are you seeking to forage from this land
Stealing our riches that you conceal in your hand?”
She posed the question serious and steadfast
After a wounded pause the boy spoke at last
“I have no desire to pilfer this place
For that matter to invade yours or anyone’s space
I sought some solace so I ran away
Not to tarry long, I expected to be gone a day
As I began walking my head went clear
Clearer it got with no one near
My father began speaking the word destiny
And I truth the word frightened me
To think of being a part of a preset plan
Not having the option to become my own man
Never being free to explore the earth
To find out what I’m truly worth
I didn’t mean to be gone this long
Surely father thinks something is wrong
Perhaps it would be best if I take my leave
I don’t want my father too much to grieve.”
With that the boy readied himself to go
What to do Jaspeak didn’t know
She knew all too well how he felt
To be a part of a hand already dealt
She herself had been destined to become
A better example of where her name came from
To be great, shining, and bright
To turn a dark deed toward the light
It was a burden, cumbersome at best
Always wondering if you’ll pass the test
The boy was ready to walkout of her life
Her heart conflicted and filled with strife
“Wait,” she hollered as well as she could
Still loud enough to wake the wood
“Don’t leave in such a huff
I was giving you a bit of guff
My name is Jaspeak I was born here
That is why these woods offer me no fear
Don’t run off just like that
I’ll tell you that I’d like to chat
It’s not easy to be me
To be expected to be more than you see
Perhaps we can meet where we are
Beneath the point of the highest star
The one so bright and easy to seek
Maybe we can greet each other every other week?”
There was a hopeful glint within her gaze
And an eyebrow the boy did raise
A smile creased his charming face
A serene calm washing between the space

The Witch’s Memory part 10 (recap)

Jaspeak launched the crackling flame
Then shielded her eyes from the light which came
From the fiery orb burning bright as the sun
Once it was launched it couldn’t be undone
The stone wolves howled out in pain
To the moon which had started to wane
They scampered back to the depths of shadows
To await their turn for another go
Jaspeak looked up past the trees
Begging and hoping please
For the moon to be pinned in the center of the sky
Although she wished, she knew it a lie
It had shuffled off to the side as if slowly toppled from a throne
Though grateful to be alive she uttered a groan
The Luna Blossom began to sag
A deep resentment started to nag
At her heartstrings for the loss
Of the magic ingredient that was now her cost
She glared at the man as he pulled himself from the ground
Controlling a fury inside where she wanted to pound
The man into tiny microbes of dust
But calm herself she must
Because that is how her father would want it
Though he wished to teach the man to regret
Stumbling upon her that very night
Under the waning moonlight
“Are you a simpleton?” Jaspeak spat
“Do you have any idea where you are at
Monsters live in this wood more fearsome than those
And all of them can see you in those hideous clothes
A walking target is what you are
You’re fortunate to walk out of this with nary a scar
The man stretched then dusted himself off
And then he gave a very sarcastic cough
“You’re welcome.” Is all he said
Then Jaspeak saw nothing but red
“You dare to seek thanks for what you did?”
Jaspeak bellowed ready to flip her lid
“I saved you from being ate
And I did it not a moment too late
My thanks for you not being food
Is for you to be prickly and quite rude
You can see what it is I can do
Now reveal yourself before I do worse to you.”
Then the man let loose a sigh
And the scarf he began to untie
As the fabric fell to the wayside
She saw what it was he wished to hide
Not a man but a boy her age
Whose eyes were a brilliant shade of sage
He was handsome for lack of a more suitable word
The feelings stirring inside her were absurd
Countless boys sought her dainty hand
And she found them all crude and bland
This boy however caught her off guard
Still there was failed magic to regard
“You ruined my experiment I hope you know
Do you have an ounce of remorse to show?”
The boy combed his fingers through his wild brown hair
“To be, my lady, honestly fair
It’s your life I do believe I came to save
Keeping you from an early grave
I saw those wolves from a mile away
And you in the dark like you were ready to play
So I took it upon myself to do what I can
Then I came up with an ingenious plan
To shoot an arrow and make it true
All in an effort to rescue you.”

The Witch’s Memory part 9 (recap)

For now though the flame was but a kiss
As she hoped to catch the wolves amiss
The wolves, four in all, marched in on stony paw
A beautiful sight that would leave her in awe
She waited with bated breath
For the stone creatures of death
To cross her path of her fiery blast
And the time arose at last
She’d do her best to fire at their backs
Then something stopped her and her prey dead in their tracks
An arrow sliced the air colliding with a stone wolf’s snout
Causing it to turn about
Glowering deep with eyes of pure onyx
The perpetrator is where its eyes did fix
Up on a hill looking proud and heroic
Was a man standing stoic
He looked ridiculous against the black
An obvious amount of common sense he did lack
His clothes were bright and a tad obnoxious
They were brighter than his wits
A scarf covered half his face
One made with a steady hand and grace
And his eyes were a dazzling blue
One that showed his heroism through and through
“Go back from where you came
Or I’ll slaughter you all or leave you lame
This forest does not belong to thee
It is now under the ownership of me!”
Said the shadowy cloaked figure
Puffing out his chest several sizes bigger
The stone wolves thought nothing of the threat
They moved towards him to make him regret
Ever stepping into their hallowed land
Through snouts of stony teeth they’d make him understand
The man fired off a few more sharp shafts
Their effect was rather daft
Clacking off the stony hide
From this distance she felt the man’s waning pride
With the wolves distracted this was her chance
To snatch the plant and watch her power enhance
Jaspeak gave a groan of disgust
Knowing full well she needed to do what she must
Saving the day for this ridiculous clown
Hoping the moon didn’t begin its descent down
By the time she was done with this feat
So she could claim her prize so sweet
She crept up behind the beasts of stone
The fire on her fingertips having grown
Arrows continued to fly recklessly
Leaving Jaspeak to dodge two or three
She muttered her disdain to the night
While keeping the wolves within her sight
The cloaked figure backpedaled till he fell over in a heap
The wolves prepared themselves to leap
Jaspeak launched the crackling flame
Then shielded her eyes from the light which came
From the fiery orb burning bright as the sun
Once it was launched it couldn’t be undone

The Witch’s Memory part 6 (recap)

Our leader took this time to flee
All the while his head buzzing like it contained a bee
The world he knew swept out under his feet
Leaving him to wonder what end his people would meet
Jaspeak declared war on the non-magical ilk
A distasteful act like sour buttermilk
Our leader pleaded to all of our kind
Speaking of the great wizard had lost his mind
He told them of what the man planned
Then he made a plea, not a demand
Calling on the good within them all
To help him complete the great wizard’s fall
There were a few who sided with Jaspeak
But there was no reason for our leader to grow weak
Those who were willing to join the fight
Were great in number, courage and might
A line had been drawn on the proverbial sand
Armed with magic and followers at his command
Our leader led the charge against all that was dark
For goodness he claimed would leave its mark
So a war waged on between evil and good
A battle for truth and no more falsehood
Jaspeak proved to be a formidable foe
Leaving his enemies with nowhere to go
Only to press forward through all he could conjure
Making an army of all manner of creature
Nightmarish beasts and blood drenched demon
Anything at all that the great wizard could summon
The war waged on for far too long
Our leader and the heartbroken king plunging headlong
Into the center of the terrible battle
The faith in their cause refusing to rattle
Until at last the king’s blade struck true
In the warlock’s chest and Jaspeak’s face went blue
The wizard fell upon the ground
They were victorious but certainly bound
By woe, misery at those they had lost
Their victory coming at a great cost
Many of the valiant lay dead in the wake
Waiting for the grim reaper to take
Their souls to the heavens or the depths of hell
A resting place for them to eternally dwell
The king and our leader were left on the battlefield
What had been broken could never be healed
Although they had fought side by side
A solace between them it did not provide
The uneasiest of truce was brokered that day
Sending the two on their separate way
The non-magicals would go about their life
And about their work without an iota of strife
As long as the magicals stayed to ourselves
In the land where dark magic delves
Search parties were sent out for the missing daughters
Hearts were fearful they met up with marauders
Of them there was neither hair nor hide
Leaving the king to suspect they’d died
But what to do with the one who remained
The one pregnant and caught under the dark magic strain
Ready was the babe to go through the trials of birth
Although its mother was no longer much worth
Madness dwelled deep in her dark eyes
Dark like the magic we all despise
What to do with this girl now
“The daughter I once knew is dead like a slain cow
She with her sisters far away from this place
Away from the dark things and her father’s disgrace
This thing before me is no child of mine
So what you choose to do by me is fine
Though I ask a favor if you please
Set her ablaze to rid her of this magical disease.”
The king left the words there like a festering boil
Leaving our people in shock and to recoil
Once the shock was done and over
What to do with the girl did hover
Fortunately her life was spared
Although so drunk off of magic she could not have cared
She gave birth to our new lineage
Our bloodline: the great Erwin the Sage
Our greatest minds were left to exercise
The demons within the mother’s eyes
Eventually it all was ill fated
As her condition deteriorated
She passed away the following fall
A heavy burden on us all
And baby Erwin was by the folks of good
Things were turning out exactly as they should.”
Little Jaspeak gave her eyes a blink
Letting moments pass so she could think
“But Dad that doesn’t explain
How it is you gave me this name.”
Her father’s eyes took on a distant haze
She found herself lost in them just like a maze
The world held its breath right with her

The Witch’s Memory part 5 (recap)

Then the king headed off towards the sun
Leaving our leader to wonder what had been done
He leapt to his feet headed in the direction
Of the once great man who was now an infection
Burrowing deep in our land to rot it from within
With lies, corruption, and all manner of sin
He went to the home, pounding till his hand was sore
No time for pleasantries as war was upon their door
With no answer he peered inside
Where it looked like joy came and died
Darkness smothered every possession
Casting a sense of desolation
Shadows lurked and danced carefree
Our leader wondered where Jaspeak could be
Then amongst the darkness something did shuffle
And a scream of horror he had to stifle
A very frail figure descended the stair
Seeing it was almost more than he could bear
It moved in the darkness with great ease
Though appearing to be haunted by a grave disease
Upon the arms as thin as bone
Several pus filled boils shone
The movements were spastic as if there was no control
Over the body and certainly the soul
Long, hair greasy and dark
Struck over leader as rather stark
This was not Jaspeak of that much he was sure
This was the girl from before
The king’s daughter sold to a madman
It was so overwhelming he could hardly stand
Our leader fumbled and began to reel
“My dear friend how do you feel
Is everything fine, is everything kosher
What trouble brings you back to my door?”
“The veil has been lifted from my eyes
Now I am keen to all your lies
I cannot believe I once called you friend
Your actions I can no longer defend
You are a monster from head to toe
Our people shall not be a part of the evil you sew
Tell me what has brought you to this
That has led you astray and so amiss”
Said our leader with a renewed strength
Angered he let it go to such lengths
Jaspeak approached as cool as the breeze
Unburdened by being such a world class sleaze
The treble in his voice was deep and low
“I suppose it’s about time you know
Loathe is too lowly a word
To describe what I feel for the non-magical herd
Too long have they gone unscathed
Many wars they have waged
Lives taken for an unseen glory
Spilling blood to tell their story
They are savages my friend and nothing more
Then the earth chose to settle the score
Handing gifts to the ones who should rightfully rule
If you cannot see that you are a fool
Your gifts you should have learned to embrace
To help me prove we are the master race
Side by side like brothers in arms
Casting in new magic and devious charms
See while you chose to pander those creeps
I mastered a new art while everyone sleeps
I mined it from a part of my heart
A piece of me calling to me from the very start
The darkness my friend that hides in us all
Showing me how to make the non-magicals fall
Summonings, curses, and a trove of terrible jinx
Anything at all worse than you can think
I learned how to possess a human soul
Mold it, break it, until it surrenders control
My will running through their bone
Creating an army of my very own
I call them witches, my special breed
Making them all I could need
Vessels to hold onto my dark arts
Letting it consume the entirety of their hearts
That’s not their only use before they meet the tomb
They also have use in their vacant womb
To bear child I shall raise
To help me set the world ablaze
I have ascended far beyond this realm
To bring forth a new era with me at the helm
No longer a wizard to come and mock
Fueled by my rage I am now a warlock
A being willing to do what it takes
To claim what is ours no matter the stakes.”

The Witch’s Memory part 4 (recap)

Then the king headed off towards the sun
Leaving our leader to wonder what had been done
He leapt to his feet headed in the direction
Of the once great man who was now an infection
Burrowing deep in our land to rot it from within
With lies, corruption, and all manner of sin
He went to the home, pounding till his hand was sore
No time for pleasantries as war was upon their door
With no answer he peered inside
Where it looked like joy came and died
Darkness smothered every possession
Casting a sense of desolation
Shadows lurked and danced carefree
Our leader wondered where Jaspeak could be
Then amongst the darkness something did shuffle
And a scream of horror he had to stifle
A very frail figure descended the stair
Seeing it was almost more than he could bear
It moved in the darkness with great ease
Though appearing to be haunted by a grave disease
Upon the arms as thin as bone
Several pus filled boils shone
The movements were spastic as if there was no control
Over the body and certainly the soul
Long, hair greasy and dark
Struck over leader as rather stark
This was not Jaspeak of that much he was sure
This was the girl from before
The king’s daughter sold to a madman
It was so overwhelming he could hardly stand
Our leader fumbled and began to reel
“My dear friend how do you feel
Is everything fine, is everything kosher
What trouble brings you back to my door?”
“The veil has been lifted from my eyes
Now I am keen to all your lies
I cannot believe I once called you friend
Your actions I can no longer defend
You are a monster from head to toe
Our people shall not be a part of the evil you sew
Tell me what has brought you to this
That has led you astray and so amiss”
Said our leader with a renewed strength
Angered he let it go to such lengths
Jaspeak approached as cool as the breeze
Unburdened by being such a world class sleaze
The treble in his voice was deep and low
“I suppose it’s about time you know
Loathe is too lowly a word
To describe what I feel for the non-magical herd
Too long have they gone unscathed
Many wars they have waged
Lives taken for an unseen glory
Spilling blood to tell their story
They are savages my friend and nothing more
Then the earth chose to settle the score
Handing gifts to the ones who should rightfully rule
If you cannot see that you are a fool
Your gifts you should have learned to embrace
To help me prove we are the master race
Side by side like brothers in arms
Casting in new magic and devious charms
See while you chose to pander those creeps
I mastered a new art while everyone sleeps
I mined it from a part of my heart
A piece of me calling to me from the very start
The darkness my friend that hides in us all
Showing me how to make the non-magicals fall
Summonings, curses, and a trove of terrible jinx
Anything at all worse than you can think
I learned how to possess a human soul
Mold it, break it, until it surrenders control
My will running through their bone
Creating an army of my very own
I call them witches, my special breed
Making them all I could need
Vessels to hold onto my dark arts
Letting it consume the entirety of their hearts
That’s not their only use before they meet the tomb
They also have use in their vacant womb
To bear child I shall raise
To help me set the world ablaze
I have ascended far beyond this realm
To bring forth a new era with me at the helm
No longer a wizard to come and mock
Fueled by my rage I am now a warlock
A being willing to do what it takes
To claim what is ours no matter the stakes.”
Our leader took this time to flee
All the while his head buzzing like it contained a bee
The world he knew swept out under his feet
Leaving him to wonder what end his people would meet
Jaspeak declared war on the non-magical ilk
A distasteful act like sour buttermilk
Our leader pleaded to all of our kind
Speaking of the great wizard had lost his mind
He told them of what the man planned
Then he made a plea, not a demand
Calling on the good within them all
To help him complete the great wizard’s fall
There were a few who sided with Jaspeak
But there was no reason for our leader to grow weak
Those who were willing to join the fight
Were great in number, courage and might
A line had been drawn on the proverbial sand
Armed with magic and followers at his command
Our leader led the charge against all that was dark
For goodness he claimed would leave its mark
So a war waged on between evil and good
A battle for truth and no more falsehood
Jaspeak proved to be a formidable foe
Leaving his enemies with nowhere to go
Only to press forward through all he could conjure
Making an army of all manner of creature
Nightmarish beasts and blood drenched demon
Anything at all that the great wizard could summon
The war waged on for far too long
Our leader and the heartbroken king plunging headlong
Into the center of the terrible battle
The faith in their cause refusing to rattle
Until at last the king’s blade struck true
In the warlock’s chest and Jaspeak’s face went blue
The wizard fell upon the ground
They were victorious but certainly bound
By woe, misery at those they had lost
Their victory coming at a great cost
Many of the valiant lay dead in the wake
Waiting for the grim reaper to take
Their souls to the heavens or the depths of hell
A resting place for them to eternally dwell
The king and our leader were left on the battlefield
What had been broken could never be healed
Although they had fought side by side
A solace between them it did not provide
The uneasiest of truce was brokered that day
Sending the two on their separate way
The non-magicals would go about their life
And about their work without an iota of strife
As long as the magicals stayed to ourselves
In the land where dark magic delves
Search parties were sent out for the missing daughters
Hearts were fearful they met up with marauders
Of them there was neither hair nor hide
Leaving the king to suspect they’d died
But what to do with the one who remained
The one pregnant and caught under the dark magic strain
Ready was the babe to go through the trials of birth
Although its mother was no longer much worth
Madness dwelled deep in her dark eyes
Dark like the magic we all despise
What to do with this girl now
“The daughter I once knew is dead like a slain cow
She with her sisters far away from this place
Away from the dark things and her father’s disgrace
This thing before me is no child of mine
So what you choose to do by me is fine
Though I ask a favor if you please
Set her ablaze to rid her of this magical disease.”

The Witch’s Memory part 3 (recap)

But a greater matter rested at hand
A matter that would affect the land
To his surprise the situation was known to Jaspeak
A solution he already did seek
He told our leader to go about his way
Perhaps he’d have a solution by the end of the next day
This pleased our magical lord
Those actions were the reason Jaspeak was adored
Happy that Jaspeak was hard at work
He felt there’d be an answer to this murk
Then the next day came as the sun did rise
And more complaints were brought to our leader’s surprise
This time the king was a part of the company
Our leader said “What bring you to see me?”
The king could not hide his countenance
“It seems we’ve been plagued by a new circumstance
This has nothing to do with the deal we’ve made
But we’ve exhausted options, unheard went what we prayed
Gone mad every animal has
They hiss, growl and even spazz
Their eyes glow garnet red
They gnash and bite, and don’t crave to be fed
All they do is run crazed and wild
Just the other day a wolf bit a child
This child fell ill and rabid as well
Quite a situation as you can tell
For now the young one is locked in the tower
As you can imagine this all has been rather dour
We cannot begin to eat such beasts
For fear of becoming the same at least
We have little to offer in way of wage
Any help at all would be so sage.”
Our leader waved away this jest
“We will all do our best
Something strange is happening in this land
An answer to this is what I demand
Take back to your castle an eased heart
Jaspeak will know just where to start.”
The king and his folk bid adieu
Now that this conversation was through
Our leader sought out Jaspeak once again
Hoping with his wisdom he’d know where to begin
The sun gave way to the night’s pearl eye
Our leader felt dismayed yet he didn’t know why
He knocked on the door for the wizard Jaspeak
Instead of strongly the knock came meek
Strong or not the knock was heard
And Jaspeak wore a grin like a cat who’d caught a fat bird
He stood in the doorway basked in moonlight
The once great wizard now looking a fright
His hair once bright as the ideas he did think
Was now the shade of the darkest, blackest ink
Jaspeak’s eyes were now like coal
And our leader had a horrible feeling in his soul
Yet he remained at the wizard’s whim
For he would always have to go to him
Again his bride was nowhere to be found
He prayed she was not somewhere gagged and bound
In need of his help though kept our leader quiet
Dread burrowed into his heart where it set
“How is it I find you once more
At the foot of my most welcome door,”
Said Jaspeak with a gleam
“Trouble apparently it does seem
With those folk without the gift
What is it now causing my focus to shift?”
Our leader spoke of the troubles he had heard
And Jaspeak rubbed his chin without speaking a word
Looking up into a sky that mirrored his own gaze
Appearing as though he could be lost up there for days
“This is a quandary,” Jaspeak said at last
“Of course I will handle this fast
Surely this will get done once I’ve figured the first
Hopefully their situation is the worst
If they are plagued by something else so grim
I’d hate to think what that would mean for them.”
With that the door was closed with a creak
And to our leader things seemed bleak
Not sure if the great wizard was someone to trust
But caught in a predicament where he must
He prayed that he was wrong
Hoping Jaspeak was the man he knew all along
The next day came and his prayer went unheard indeed
As the room sun broke there came the king on his steed
Anger and confusion played at the king’s stare
Trouble seemed to slither through the air
So our leader settled a spell in his tongue
To ward off attack of any begun
The horse came up with a strong neigh
“Do magic folk handle deals this way
To have your enemy call you friend
So they won’t realize the lies your tongues bend
Offering my land and daughter on bended knee I came
All that and yet it is more you seek to claim.”
It is said the king’s heart could be heard underneath his armor
Giving our leader a frightful tremor
“How have we wronged you so you say
What is it that brings you here today?”
At this question the king seemed offended
Any chance of reconciliation appeared absconded
“You chastise me on what brings me here
Truly your life you do not hold dear
My other daughters vanished without a trace
Never more my presence shall they grace
And a father with no children is a lost soul
There are no words uttered that could console
My daughters’ eyes went dark my helpers say
They offered strange mutterings everyday
Bizarre words that made little sense
Yet it is those words they continued to dispense
It is on their lips one word repeatedly they did speak
The name of your wizard, your beloved Jaspeak
I know it is him who would do something so foul
A villainous soul minus the cloak and cowl
So I give you this warning, once and no more
Prepare yourself for this means war.”