Storyteller

Aislinn the Bard

Fire Lizard Song

The little queen all golden
Flew hissing at the sea
To stop each wave
Her clutch to save
She ventured bravely.

As she attacked the sea in rage
A holder man came nigh
Along the sand
Fish-net in hand
He saw the queen mid-sky.

He stared at her in wonder
For often he'd been told
That such as she
Could never be
Who hovered there, bright gold.

He saw her plight and quickly
Looked up the cliff he faced
And found a cave
Above the waves
In which her eggs he placed.

The little queen all golden
Upon his shoulder stood.
Her eyes, all blue
Spoke of her true
Undying gratitude.

Brekke's Lament

"Don't leave me alone!"
A cry in the night
Of anguish heart-striking,
Of soul-killing fright.
"Live for my living
Or else I must die!
Don't leave me alone!"
A world heard that cry.

Song for Petiron

The tears I feel today
I'll wait to shed tomorrow
Though I"ll not sleep the night
Nor find surcease from sorrow.
My eyes must keep their sight
I dare not be tear-blinded
I must be free to talk
Not choked by grief, clear-minded.
My mouth cannot betray
The anguish that I know
Yes I'll keep my tears till later
But my grief will never go.