tcs_tonsils_ 2833 Share Posted April 1, 2023 THE HAESENI PAPYRUS: VOLUME THREE On this 8h of Gronna ag Droba, 471 E.S. TABLE OF CONTENTS Poem Index I. The Red Walls of Karosgrad II. Wastelands III. Wolves IV. The Canopy V. Clouds VI. Men of Morning VII. My Love VIII. Young Nobility IX. The Candle’s Burning X. Toe-m Poems I. The Red Walls of Karosgrad The red walls of Karosgrad They stand strong like giants in snowfall Bound by stone and yet ironclad Here, peace and love are to be had, Thanks to the bastions who stand tall, The red walls of Karosgrad Two people watch, a man and lad, Shield in one’s hand, armed with a maul Bound by stone and yet ironclad Loss is something that cant be had They must protect us from vile thralls The red walls of Karosograd The knights never tire, always glad Defend, protect, prevent black shawls Bound by stone and yet ironclad Roam free you may like the aoudad In front of them, our foes are small The red walls of Karosgrad Bound by stone and yet ironclad By Lord, Sterling Percy Amador II. Wastelands Ice spikes pierce the dulling sky The snow-capped peaks above me rise, This frostbitten wasteland, a frozen dream A realm of harsh and violent means. The icy winds do howl and moan, The snow-laden trees of the forest groan, The flakes swirl in frosty dance, Yet hold motionless in white trance. The thriving kingdom stands low, But here is where no crop could grow, The deep chill breath is so precise, Far too cold, the winter's vice. It shall nip and bite your ear, The waste is what you’ll learn to fear. The sun's rays reflect off the snow, Yet deadly chasms are hidden below, By Lord, Borris Iver Kortrevich III. Wolves We, soldiers, trot on From the western jewel Of fair and holy Helena, As fangs and talons protrude. Burning, ravaging, The Marnan East fell to us, With only a single bulwark ahead, Being the simple land's end. O Guise, O Guise, Full of envy and lies, Simple Baron, Simple land, Why must you have been before our eyes? ‘Run’, I howled, ‘Run!’ For pity I felt for the rebel, But these legs raced on, Towards their Baron’s blood. Farmer and serf, Human and dwarf, None decided to run, All accepting their miserable fate. Fools, is Ves not near you? There is time to escape before we run through- But they did not, and it is our duty to obey, For the Emperor’s word is fate, none can disobey. In the chaos of fires and burning, We found the Baron standing strong, He let no man come near his manor, But that was not the case for dogs. The hounds of hell, Did they rush so fast you could not escape, O Dreadful rebel baron? Or did you let them catch you standing? Gone in an instance. Your lifeless dead corpse. Gracefully did the dogs, Leave your body, only biting your throat. As the fires leapt from the fields, To the humble manor. Gone with the ashes, The humble baron’s body. We all watched from a distance, As the dogs went to sleep, Peacefully and quietly, Having only taken one life to the deep. I glanced towards the soldiers around me, With snouts made of plate, And darkened eye-slits, Howling in the fire-filled night sky. As I gaze upon the hounds and then the men, The humans slumber, wolves in the night baying, I struggle to comprehend, for when Comparing the two, the dogs seem more humane than the men. By Lords Justinian Basrid and Adolphus von Alstreim IV. The Canopy T’is the forest, a mirage induced with the mind Somewhere to scamper, without your woes A place to think, with ample to find I find that things balance, as the verdant sheen shows Any day of each week Each month that sourly ticks Mothers, and sisters drawn, including me Waiting to see which one it picks A maze of grass n’ brush Us, perceived the same as insects around We can wander, meander. . . what's the rush? We can be simple, no need to be compound Its sad eyes, they draw me in, tell me lies How much can we leech from things that aren’t ours? Let go, it can be official, see which trees have eyes When it can be beneficial, we seem to pass the hours It’s less fun to be seduced by its leafy draw But even worse to see another fail to resist O, how many go missing, a mother and babe in which I saw The moonlight dust fading to a night’s dismiss How one misses a fire in winter’s midst I somehow crave the forest’s umber Hard to think I could be saved by true love’s kiss So let me go, and send me asunder By Lady Emigliana Maeya O’Rourke, V. Clouds Grazing over meadows Gazing up at the skies Brothers of halcyon days One sleeps grass, one flies Galavanting like twins, Gliding in the shadow, That the other provides, And running when winds blow. Grasping at their soft fluff, Grabbing nought but air, Looking up, the clouds fled, To be fed, with no care. By Lord, Sterling Percy Amador VI. Men of the Morning Sounds o'er the rolling hills, O'er fields of clover, O’er fields of mud, O'er the battlefield n’ sight of blood. Waiting on the eve of battle, More dreadful than the thing, Darkness consumes the world below, Acknowledging what's forthcoming. Then at the break of day, they take their stance, Gathering forces to take arms, Each cavalier mounts his stead, Spearmen hold at the ready. Banner bearers raise their flags Watching fast till at time it comes, To raise one's blade and go. Then bursting forth in the fierce display, The men would take to war. O'er the fields of clover, blood-stained green. Soldiers face death, for their lord and king To bring great honor, they die a warrior's death. By Lord, Borris Iver Kortrevich VII. My Love My heart skips steps when you walk I am enamoured by you I lose my words when you talk I wish I knew what to do I am enamoured by you I freeze at your smile like rock I wish I knew what to do I try to love, beat this shock I freeze at your smile like rock My soul sings when I see you I try to love, beat this shock Your laugh paints me a red hue My soul sings when I see you I lose my words when you talk Your laugh paints me a red hue My heart skips steps when you walk By Lord, Sterling Percy Amador VIII. Young Nobility Downswept streams and curtained flags We watched unto your prowess with admiration We were flawed, our eyes bagged Reflecting on our damnation Longing for nothing but to be seen O, to do justice to one’s bloodline Crowns and armor with polished sheen Thus is the curse of a noblime Every gaze is fixed unto us Bounded, a valiant successor in due time The clock ticks O’ the pendulum sways, To give true meaning to our days. All is futile, bound to rust Our fickle minds in endless swirl We latch to things we blindly trust Finding our humanity begins to unfurl. It is hard to fathom life without this duress Something brought swiftly on ourselves Either forced to donn a battledress Or speak vows, drowned out by church bells By Lady Emigliana Maeya O’Rourke, IX. The Candle’s Burning Sleep, Dearest little one, Let forth dreams flow. Tender head, In imagination serene, Like honey for the mind. Go watch Understood ununderstandables, Stories, Pieced oddly together. Take heed of my words, Draw out the slumber, Rest now, Your little head, And fall into wonderland. By Lord, Borris Iver Kortrevich X. Toe-m Eenie, meenie, miney, moe, Ea have seen Aedypapej Borris' toe. It is kind of gross and very icky, Ea suggest running away when his boots get sticky. By a 15 year old, Lady, Josefina Barclay SIGNED, Her Excellency, Josefina Barclay, Duchess-Consort of Reinmar The Honorable, Justinian Basrid, Count of Susa The Honorable, Adolphus von Alstreim, Earl of Suffolk, Prince of Sutica The Honorable, Emigliana Maeya O’Rourke, Countess of Halstaig, Lord Borris Iver Kortrevich, VKML Lord, Sterling Percy Amador 13 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
crazedpudding 2191 Share Posted April 1, 2023 Josefina Barclay squints down at the last poem. "...Isn't that from almost thirty years ago? Why did he keep it?!" 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
tcs_tonsils_ 2833 Author Share Posted April 1, 2023 Just now, crazedpudding said: Josefina Barclay squints down at the last poem. "...Isn't that from almost thirty years ago?" Borris simply chuckles, his promise fulfilled. 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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