Hesper's Wizard

So now comes the parley,

The old forms are strictly observed.

Bracken’s black diamond claws,

Are most twisted and curved.

From his forefinger claw,

Black light is emitted,

“Your Calibus for sweet Hesper.”

Thus fine parley submitted.

“One little blue dragon”

“To avoid all you’ve surveyed today.”

“No need to lose any life,”

“Or your true wizard way,”

“No real need for this fight,”

“Your painful death or this war,”

“Just cage my blue dragon,”

“And you’ll see Bracken no more.”

Yet truly wise wizards always learn,

To seek balance and always find,

The many unlimited, unknown pathways,

Within the unexplored collective mind.

They know to trust their truest feelings,

And their inner promptings too.

They use the wizards high art of discernment,

In all they seek to do.

Though Brave Nyber sees no way he can win,

He still trusts his true promptings from deep within.

So he faces cruel Bracken deep in link,

His grey eyes find focus and do not blink.

Nyber sends forth his truth to power,

For he has decided to refuse to live unjust,

He answers brave, refusing to cower,

He chooses right action and a path of trust.

“Halidor and Seth I will give freely to you,”

“But I cannot help you enslave the free dragon blue.”

“So please return brave Calibus home to me,”

“Forget this foolish war, just let us be.”

“A free dragon can have no real quarrel with you,”

“She is just a playful, dragon blue.”

“She has a divine right to her place in the sun,”

“From your tyranny I will refuse to run!”

“Fine Then!” Bracken rumbled earthquake deep,

“I’ll crush all these weak forces you try to keep,”

“I’ll love boiling your lake and soiling your sand,”

“I’ll love torching your precious forest land.”

“I’ll shred all your fields of poppies bright red,”

“And I’ll rip sweet Hesper from her secret bed.”

“All under your command I will rip and tear,”

“Your weak blue armored troops will get you nowhere!”

“And when I’ve finally tired of torturing you,”

“I’ll grind you up to make a stew,”

“A wizard stew of kith and kin,”

“And Nyber Khan will never be again!”

“A tasty meal I‘ll just love to eat,”

“Amidst your pretty blue armored troops in total defeat.”

“I’ll summon my crows to help consume you too,”

“And I will make her watch it all, your sweet dragon blue.”

Nyber never even blinked,

Anyone sane might have thought he would.

Upon the ancient battlements of ebon stone and light,

Alone he darkly stood.

He wore his purple robes of magic power,

And his gold embroidered hood,

He stood tall and faced Great Bracken’s vision

The only free wizard who could.