Fantasy – Poem

On the run

A boyhood lost

His future uncertain

And his past,

an inferno

Is he alone?

In this world most frightened?

Where danger lurk

At every quirk

Ney, for she leads him away

To her home

He was astray

Adventure called their name

To find the legacy

Both their people sought,

with dismay.


To the uninitiated: this site was created, at first, for the purpose of one story, that is called “Book of Legacy.” I’ve been working on it for two years, (on and off) and though it may take many more years before I’m satisfied, please enjoy this synopsis of the first few chapters written in verse.

 

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