Reforged

A poem about dreams and childhood friends

Imagine if you will, that this is the mysterious face of Mother Yantar, lifeblood of the Ararval Kingdom.

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Greetings my friends!

This is a brand new poem of my Hope Seeker poetic fusion. They who read Call Of The Winding Road and more recently, book 2, Wynd Of Cleansation, know the three friends well! Their drive to to succeed stems not from want for pointless trinkets, fleeting accolades, or hollow power, but protecting their kin, and preserving of shining culture.

Those who are yet to enjoy the two books, can read them for free on my Substack. Follow the links and have fun!

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The Morale Officers say:

“The greater the villain vanquished, the lasting the peace.”

Faenor of human born,

fiery his noble elf-blood,

to protect is his drive relentless.

A dwarf, his brother sworn,

Fail Baldaran never would,

His fury divine shields kindliness.

Verse of Faerie borne,

Nifa rhymes against falsehood,

Reforge her kin and culture ageless.