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the old ways they will seek.

      They will hear the ancient music from the planets

      And singing from all the stars

      They’ll feel the sacred energy from their Mother Earth

      And learn the old tales of Mars.

      They’ll hear the tones within the tones

      Of fiery sunset, sand, and sea

      They will learn the old ways of water and fire

      And know sacred life dwells in every tree.

      They will love walking much more softly

      Thus not disturbing gentle Gnomes

      They will better learn to build their houses

      And not wreck forest homes.

      They will learn to see the Dragons

      Speak to Bugbears, Dwarves, and Elves

      They’ll ride swift and free on wild griffin back

      And really enjoy themselves.

      Then all ancient forests will be finally free

      And never need to be patrolled

      Then new time will turn full circle

      And cycle back to a time of old.

      But for now the young wizard, Nyber Khan

      Looks down from his lofty perch

      With loving self-protection

      On an ancient forest of pine and birch.

      Upon ebon battlements of stone and light

      Alone he darkly stands

      Wearing robes of much older powers

      He surveys his armored bands.

      His dark blue sword of elven steel

      Shimmers straight and true

      A Runic Bow spans his broad, strong back

      A quiver of seeking arrows too.

      Hesper The Elven Princess. (Poem two.)

      Hesper is a wild turquoise dragon

      She loves to soar the deep blue sky

      And Nyber Khan the brash young wizard

      Just loves to watch her fly.

      She has diamond scales beyond royal blue

      She sprays a wicked blue-white flame

      Hesper has taught Nyber some dragon-speak

      So Nyber can speak her true name.

      She is as fast as light and dragon links

      With bold Nyber while in flight

      Barely larger than a giant eagle

      She’s full scale in any fight.

      Her almond eyes are the deepest scarlet

      Her pupils catlike and forest green

      Her Dragonsight penetrates any darkness

      And thus see’s things almost never seen.

      She dearly loves to tease wild griffins

      As she dive-bombs the goblin troops

      Nyber’s Troops who patrol the land

      In swift, concentric, tough loops.

      It’s all just good, clean, dragon sport

      Her team is never close to being harmed

      The wild griffins and generals ignore her

      But the goblins get a little alarmed.

      Nyber smiles and Hesper just knows

      Thus perfect dragon link gets done

      Earthbound Nyber gets quite a ride

      As sweet Hesper has her fun.

      For he then see’s all a dragon sees

      As wild Hesper soars the sky

      In colors he’s never seen before

      As forest and field fly by.

      Hesper loves to link up at night

      And this causes Nyber glee

      For the dark time has its colors

      Only fierce Dragonsight can see.

      This brave wizard has learned much

      But not quite enough just yet

      For he’s young and Elven foolish still

      To think wild Hesper is just a pet.

      Hesper has some secret plans for him

      A quiet hope he doesn’t yet know

      His education is not quite finished

      There are some new places he must go.

      He must invade a dark oak wood

      And therein seize a forbidden prize

      There is a cruel wizard war before him now

      Of twisted magic, fire, and lies.

      For sweet Hesper is an elven princess

      Cursed now to be a dragon is she.

      Yet Nyber’s true heart can save her

      If only the truth he will see.

      For centuries she’s been cursed like this

      Cursed of form and face.

      Torn from her castle of rare purple stone

      Her soft bed of saffron lace.

      How Hesper had cried out to her people

      Tried so hard to say just who she really was,

      Yet elves do not speak as dragons speak

      And evil is as evil does.

      Her dear father knew her not,

      Her loving mother was deceived just the same.

      They could only see a strange dragon fierce

      With turquoise scales and a royal blue flame.

      The Elven kingdom turned upon her,

      With cruel arrows, sword, and spear

      Unknowingly attacking,

      Their own Elven princess dear.

      The dark, twisted one who did this,

      Leered down from a craggy peak.

      Sending forth his winged minions,

      A rare blue dragon he now would seek.

      A black dragon covets this fine Elven girl,

      Of rare form and face so fair.

      An ancient one, of great magic and force,

      Will’s princess Hesper to grace his lair.

      The wicked changeling spell he sent forth,

      Was most powerful and true.

      It shaped shifted a sweet princess into a dragon,

      With pretty scales of turquoise blue.

      Yet a changeling spell can only work,

      With what a person carries within.

      He had not counted on her silver soul,

      Nor a fine heart that held no sin.

      He could never have known her new made form,

      Would fly as swift as light.

      He had no idea that her pure, strong heart,

      Would never give up the fight.

      On that cruel day Hesper lost her parents.

      Her castle, lands, and people too.

      How she has missed

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