all that age ago...
about the waters...
of Alt Clut...
the environs...
the vicinities...
you stood...
on those damp leaves...
among those oaks...
and those cold stones...
the bones of your ancestry...
president of seer's sough...
how you sent...
those witches there...
instead of Hell...
to presbytery...
to seek the kharist...
of cludee...
the esus...
the witches bent...
and writhed and scry'd...
before the council elder'd Ollav...
Ollam, Bard...
and gathered statesmen...
of all Dryw'dry...
who witnessed there of thee...
oh sacred drui seer...
this concatenation...
this event...
the chain...
of which...
would end old feuds...
forever...
making way the new...
and that...
this was foreseen...
and all the witches saw...
though few agreed...
for on that day...
a subtle war ensued...
and all...
the host of heaven...
look'd down...
hush't...
shy few of two millennia...
you stand anow thou...
father'd of a knock dew'r...
gaurdian of all...
the creatures...
of this great world...
with you nay...
not witches they...
their pow'rs align'd...
their spells malign...
against all men...
now Dryw'dry...
they hope to fail...
will coronate it's King...
and when the spirit...
of shee fay feel...
thy mantle ready...
sough'n begin...
then lay the twigs...
upon the ground...
of oG kam...
bring that was...
to life...
to be again...
raise cone...
thine naked feet...
stand still...
upon the stratagem...
cast down...
now Pray!...
as thou hath never...
prayed before...
thy wand remain...
unbroken...
or will disappear...
thou fanciful dominion...
poof!...
thy will be done...
Dear God...
as tis in heaven...
Written by Bruce James Clyde 2015
Art: Merlin the Wizard, artist presently unknown
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