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The Perilous Quest to the Land of Fey


Leave me not unto myself

to take this quest to dreaming’s end!

There hath no mortal field or elf

dared breach that turmoil for to send

sad testimonies home of bitter findings

nor hath any monster donned to take that path,

its erstwhile windings

leading through the veil of wrath!

For, unto the Fey to draw

t’is the winding of that way,

mortal worlds retain no awe

than what it yields a single day –

that fiery jeweled land of yond’

that were I gone, I find it nay.




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