THE TALE OF FAYENDAR

( I )

He fled his father’s home

for the adventures of self-discovery

under the banner of a new king

who sought an elven realm afar.

Yet feeling betrayed to anger his

elder brother Calan pursued

the younger Fayendar with might of arms

of his own, to came against in strife

those rebellious freedom seekers heading east.

A great departure of their own

ancient forefathers had seen many

sail beyond the rim of the world

from the eternal lands of their

precious living-fair undead.

Those who remained behind did

fashion a new society of dreamers,

teachers and leaders of lesser men,

those weaker sons of Adam

who survived the gore of war.

From that lot of the frail

disenchanted ones of great loss

Fayendar, like Nadan before him,

sought only truth and a higher calling

more than rote ritual of vain ways.

Taking sides with his bitter dying father

Calan scorned Fayendar for leaving

under the banner of one called

king, by his own force of will was

uncrowned by Mithar’s Nephilim sons.

Yet Varlenfay proved his wrath against

the trolls and boars that fell

upon Lindol and its desolation

by which he gained his fame of might.

For from the Iron Hills north they came

with vengeance unknown with brutal

force upon their wild boar steads

the stench of trolls made their havoc.

Nine hundred fell that day yet by

Valenfay’s swift blade nine hundred

were saved and called him king

of valor as the Mithar aided not their case.


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