And so they
went, they both stood proud, they both stood out from of the crowd
The First
looked up a violent cloud, above the forest, a darkened shroud
This was his
task the end he vowed was now insight so on he ploughed
A boom above
it cracked so loud it scared him much his head it bowed
Mary-Anne too
bent her head, the path ahead she did not dread
Her part to
play it had been read, importantly for her to thread
It all went back when ancestors fled the battle with so many dead
Her task to
play it had been said to help The First and end the spread
Of evilness
throughout the land laid out by a tempting hand
The curse had been so slyly planned so
powerful it should be banned
Around the
land the curse had fanned entwined in every strand of sand
Now was the
time for them to band, together like the strongest brand
Here she’d
waited for her time, she now stood up her time to shine
The bells
they toll the bells the chime, the bells sang out in glory rhyme
Mary-Anne now
in her prime a hill ahead she now would clime
The evil
curse was like some slime spoiling worlds, such a crime
Shall we go?
The First did say, Oh yes we’ve still got quite a way
To go until
we reach the day, the curse is dealt with and we slay
From our
route we must not sway although tempted along the way
This path is
leads to Dragons Bay and then a choice, a laden tray
The laden
tray of much they say, what does this mean explain I pray?
Of this I’ve
heard of since the day, what’s on the tray that I must sleigh
The thought
of running right away from such a choice it’s weight does weigh
But I don’t
understand the way, that I will know what way to sway
The laden
tray will break the curse, if in your thoughts you do traverse
The things
upon it are diverse, watch for the hag she will coerce
Watch her
words they will be terse just free your mind, things in reverse
You must look
close, you must converse then make a choice it will disperse
There’s
something on her tray to choose, something that can lift our blues
But you must
look for all the clues, your journey’s colours, your journeys hues
However the Hag she
likes to amuse herself by giving twisted views
You must be
careful and peruse or she will win and we all will lose.
