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Chant of the Faeries
Tiny flower, drop of dew,
Just-born Ixi, fragile, new,
Forests, woodlands, full of mirth,
Come now - faerie of the earth!
China shell and cockle gold,
Streams and rivers, icy cold,
Warn Petpets with claw and fur,
Come now - faerie of water!
Forest flame, and fireplace blacken,
Singe the ferns, the heather, bracken,
Enemy, or friend desired?
Come now - faerie of the fire!
Frozen iceberg, mountain top,
Harshest, fiercest river - stopped,
Where it falls, no place to go,
Come now - faerie of the snow!
Gleaming, glistening, power behold!
Beauty, courage - can't be told,
Make the wish of this chant seen,
Come now - oh, please! Faerie Queen!
Inside the icy caves of old,
A creature lurks on stacks of gold.
Inside the mountain tunnels deep
Atop all treasures rare it sleeps.
Hiding there away from light
Its coils hug its riches tight.
For centuries it stayed in slumber,
For many long, dark years unnumbered,
Never once did its sleek body move
And slowly turned to ice so smooth.
Its beady eyes flick to and fro
Dreaming dreams that come and go.
But now, alas, it does not sleep
For greedy Neopets quietly creep,
Hoping to steal its precious load
Their greedy, beady eyes aglow.
Sometimes they take some,
Sometimes they don't
But as long as the creature's awake they won't.
Sleep is what the beast now craves
To curl up in the icy caves
And sleep again, to sleep, to sleep...
But the thieves keep coming, thousands deep.
So the beast must stay awake to gaurd,
Sleep so near... yet so far.
Edna the Witch
Bright green skin of emerald,
Complexion of a sickly cold,
Wide brimmed hat to hide dark shame,
Raven robes of cloth the same.
Hid herself from all the rest,
In castle bound in haunted nest,
Old wood doors with peeled veneer,
Pointed steeples, and creaky stairs.
Her home was made this wilted place,
To hide her mien in full disgrace.
For she was cursed with face so green,
On that one fateful Halloween.
Still she waits with cauldron black,
To take her young fair beauty back,
She'll send you out with good intents,
To find the perfect elements.
If you return to make the trade,
Handsomely will you be paid,
Then quickly she will slink away,
To create a delicious potion prey.
As she struggles with magic spells,
Over bubbling cauldron and vile smells,
She still harbors her perfect dream
Of becoming a royal beauty queen.
In heatwaves from the ground;
Hot, dry air brings muted things,
Ghosts of scent and sound.
Of water passing sand;
At river's mouth, looking south
Where two great arches stand.
That golden statues grace;
Mosaic tiles stretch for miles
In the Sakhmet marketplace.
A tune with drums and flutes;
Neopets scurry, in a hurry
Past carts of desert fruits.
Pottery, silk and lace,
With cinnamon and yellow saffron:
The Sakhmet marketplace.
Sestina of Dark Faeries
In this evening, there is quiet,
A purity of silken darkness.
The stars are many silver candles
Reflecting down upon still water;
The night's alive with faerie wings:
Their movement is the wind's soft breath.
The sweetness of the night's warm breath
Does not disturb its sacred quiet,
Nor do the glittered faerie wings,
Silver pricks amid the darkness.
The only sound is lapping water,
The only light is that of candles.
The faeries flicker like the candles,
The song of nighttime on their breath.
They skid along the gentle water,
With rippling laughter break the quiet.
The starlight flashing in the darkness
Is mirrored on their faerie wings.
The night's alive with moving wings,
Wings that stir the light of candles.
Dancing, flying, in the darkness,
They sing delight with faerie breath
In a song as pure and quiet
As the endless black of water.
The tingling coolness of the water
Splashes foam with faerie wings,
Raining black drops in the quiet,
Darting through the quiv'ring candles.
To fall with sound of gasped-in breath
Pattering in enchanted darkness.
Drawn out late is deep night's darkness,
Long has lapped the rippling water.
There is a yawn of faerie breath,
A drooping of their silvered wings.
Low and dripping are the candles;
The songs of faeries hush to quiet.
Now fades the quiet of the darkness.
The sky lights with candles over water,
Alive with morning wings and new day's breath.
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