Curse of the Bard

A fire of cease did burn for what seemed an age

But did flash crimson before the eyes of those who watched

An ever cooling and nullifying ‘fluence it was

Rending the eternal struggle between the earth and sea void for a time



Fortune faired foul as a wind bitter flew over the land

Rending the flame useless as imprisoned it became

And the sea attacked the land, which in turn exploded with such fury

That rose a black cloud high, blocking out the light

Anger and bitterness belched across the world

As its forces became locked in the struggle eternal