The Ballad of Lenore (Part 21)

What power? thought I, as I climbed the stairs

The sylphs seemed to do as they pleased

Still they'd moved to some of my requests

If I ruled them, I'd bring orcs to their knees

I went up to my room for silence

To meditate, gather my thoughts

To clear my head of worry and fear

It is the victory for Baylen I sought

I sat quiet and emptied my mind

Naught but my breathing occurred

I closed my eyes and stilled my soul

As the sun sank low, not a thought stirred

A knock came upon the chamber door

The darkness had fallen by then

Oriel and Orsen came into the room

"The sylphs are gathering, we must ascend"

At the top of the tower, Elandon stood

His face stern and worried as theirs

The mages five were chanting again

The colors of bright ghosts filled the air

I reached deep inside my calm prepared mind

The sylphs whirled like rainbows of fire

I sent them pictures of the Grimrocks valley

And the orc encampments laid dire

And lo! They moved in that direction

Streaking off into the black night

The mages' voices, louder and higher

Helped send them along on their flight

(to be continued)

©Kiku Koibito poem 2015/2016