By Aarron Mondello
Oh fair love in days of old
Left alone to wander
Treacherous words of iron cold
Tore two hearts asunder
Poisoned is the ear of man
Maiden lay to weep
East to west he roamed the land
Countless miles beneath his feet
Built he did a hall of bone
His heart grew cruel and hard
In the dark he sat alone
Cold ash upon his hearth
A full year gone and three days more
Maiden stood and dreamt forgiveness
She set off one morn to find his home
Somewhere in untamed wilderness
Withered with age the years saw them
When she came upon his path
All the empty years that lay between them
Did not age her love
Yet still he stood with eyes afire
As she hobbled to his steps
Then cooled with pity was his ire
When he saw how she was bent
Wrinkled lips of Maiden touch
To wrinkled cheek of cheated Man
On pearl white steps two hearts pass
Forever hand in hand
Penned by the hand of Ryal Heartsquill, romantic poet during the reign of King Roekard Thayne. Poet to the King.
King Roekard Thayne was a romantic at heart and ever enjoyed stories and poetry of love lasting through the ages.
Ryal the poet came to the kings attention and King Roekard fell instantly in love with Ryal’s ability to take old tales and folklore and spin them anew with a strong theme of lasting love.
King Roekard named him Heartsquill and took Ryal into service until the end of the poets life.