The Witch’s Memory part 20

How dare they keep you locked in this cage
We cannot speak of how much rage
Has swelled within our chests
And we cannot allow this travesty to rest”
They spoke in unison of secret whispers
The air in the dungeon growing much crisper
It made the goosebumps on her skin rise
She felt swallowed by the women’s cries
Then Jaspeak felt the heat crackling off her skin
She saw the utter joy in their grin
The bars to her cell melted away
Her thanks she struggled to say
“No thanks is necessary you need to go
You need to make haste not go slow
Your people need you at this moment
Retrieve your magic this land has spent
Let yourself be drained no more from the dark
Go rekindle that lost spark”
The women spoke with a soft grace
Which softened the dark place
“Who are you three
And why do you seek to help me?”
The three did positively beam
Even in the darkness their light did gleam
“We have come from a forgotten past
When it seemed the age of magic would last
We were there from the very beginning
Before the world showed it had such sting
When things start to feel utterly bleak
We remember that we carry the spirit of Jaspeak
Seeking shelter from a world so cruel
Watching as the nonmagicals sought to rule
Hiding in the forest like cowering shadows
Waiting for the right moment to have arose
That time is now my sweet dear
Our day of return is near
Go little one to your homeland
Hope that your people have made a grand stand
Against the evils of the ones who lie
With their fields of gold and tongues so sly
Jaspeak spoke of his bloodline taking up his mantle
To rise up against a world so ill
So makes us a promise, let your word be true
That when you see what the nonmagicals have taken from you
You will return to the woods to seek us out
Don’t tarry long, we’ll be about
Waiting so still for your arrival
To help you answer your blood’s call”
She barely allowed the last word to be heard
Before Jaspeak consented and gave her word
And like that she took off in a flash
Tumbling through the doorway with a crash
Before long she was out in the wide open
Almost forgetting the women she was destined to meet again
She ran and ran and ran some more
She ran until her entire body was sore
A leisurely trek totaling days of four
Totaled now one and a half and no more
But what she saw made her wishshe died in that cell
As the land she loved had been torched to hell
Smoke climbed from the smoldering wreck
All of her life gone up in ashen flecks
The fields of glitering golden wheat
Blackened from the blistering heat
Tears welled up in her eyes
Her tongue let loose a string of whys
Devastation and bones littered the earth
Sapping the land of all of its worth
Jaspeak collapsed to the blackened ground in a heap
For the next three days all she could do was weep
As to the tainted ground the tears she gave
She was greeted by voices from the grave
The most haunting of all was the voice of her parents
She cursed the gods for what they had sent
For their voices were not harsh and full of rage
In fact they were calm and fragrant like sage
They said not to worry about their demise
To remain cunning, true and wise
Not to give in to her woe and her pain
Not allowing her soul to stain
That there was more to life than grief
This was their saving belief
Their calm lulled her to sleep like sweet libations
As they called for no retaliation
They’d meet again when her time had run dry
Until then they wished her to live and not slowly die

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The Witch’s Memory part 16 (recap)

Roland’s gaze grew even darker
And a deep chill ran all about her
Jaspeak stepped out into the open
And Roland stepped back as if pushed by the wind
“Roland, tell me what’s wrong”
Jaspeak asked her tone a mournful song
He went silent for a long moment
The moonlight gleaming off of a teardrop his eye spent
The chill running through Jaspeak went all the more cool
“Forgive me, for I have been a fool”
She was about to ask what it was he meant until
The sound of breaking branches gave her a startle
She spun around much too late
Being met with a horrible fate
A burlap bag was snatched over her head
The faces of her assailants she could not read
Darkness blanketed her entire world
Into a dark new universe she’d been hurled
With her mind thrust into blinding panic
She wasn’t able to conjure her magic
The next thing she knew her hands were bound
Any brief respite could not be found
“What is this madness? Let me go!”
Is what she shouted before the blow
A strike to the back of the skull
Every last one of her senses went dull
Black as pitch went her world
She had no idea how this thing unfurled
One moment she was awash with joy
All for what could have been love for a boy
To suddenly turn to crippling fear
As the thought of the end came all too near
She awoke with a steady series of blinks
It hurt to sit up and force herself to think
She found herself in a dingy cell
Surely located a layer above hell
The light was choked leaving the area dim
Making the cell as dark as the situation grim
Never had she felt so alone
And then there was a loud, metallic groan
She heard the flames on the torch lick the air
Before she saw Roland looking no worse for wear
His eyes were heavy as they stayed focused on the ground
In Jaspeak’s heart there was no remorse to be found
She glared at the person she thought she knew
Wishing for this moment to be done and through
“This wasn’t how it was supposed to be”
He said with a voice devoid of glee
“I wanted to warn you of this scheme
What was truly wanted I could not dream
Please forgive me for what I have done
An excuse or apology I can offer none”
Jaspeak answered by launching thick spit
Hoping upon his face it would sit
But it happened to fall on his chest
A gift from an unwelcome guest
“It was all a plot from the start
To come along and sway my heart
Said Jaspeak with her venom rising

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 13 (recap)

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
She bid the boy goodbye
And the boy let out a deep sigh
“Same place and time in two weeks?”
Asked Roland in a voice rather meek
Jaspeak gave a smile rather great
“Yes indeed but please don’t be late.”
They went their separate ways
Then they met again every fourteen days
In secrecy they continued this game
Their doings never quite the same
Under the pale gaze of the moon
She showed him the wonders of Ryamadoon
The cave of wonders hidden deep
To the Singing Pool where mermaids sleep
She showed him how to conjure a storm
Then how to create a fire to keep warm
There were so many things for them to see
But other place she’d rather be
Her feelings for him grew with every tryst
And she wondered how it would be if they kissed
A different kind of magic she did assume
One capable of relieving any gloom
Like a rainbow bursting through the clouds
Making her heart sing boisterously loud
It went on this way for some time
The feeling was going rather sublime
Six months went by and the air started to grow chill
A time when everyone had been left to winter’s will
Traveling to see Roland was going to be a challenge
But she started to think she could manage
As she thought up another ploy
Her father thought she was being rather coy
Up to something in these late night excursions
Coming home with such aversion
Hiding secrets under his roof
It was a trait a tad uncouth
These were not the actions of the daughter he knew
The one who loved him and her mother through and through
This was a stranger dressed in her flesh
One who couldn’t get along or mesh
With the offerings of her home and land
And that was something he couldn’t stand
She came home sweet, content
But he wondered how her time was spent
He ventured to ask before she laid down her head
Having her speak her heart instead
Still he chose to let her rest for now
He’d find the truth someway somehow
The next time she went out , air chilled and crisp
As she was followed by a pestering wisp
That glowed light blue right by her ear
A persistent reminder that someone was near
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 do
So it grieves me to ask something of you”

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.”