The Forest Elf Chronicles: The Second Scroll

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The Forest Elf Chronicles: The Second Scroll

A Glorious Race

Fluttering of dragonfly wings outside the Imperial Citadel

Roused Lord Araceae from his dreamscapes to awakening

Pulling back mulberry fibroin curtains he gazed upon his city

Preordained by the Sacred Singularity to be the chosen heir

His lordship was humbly pleased and proud at this high tribute

Pledging only death would stop his service to Elven fellowship

Around pulsated an inspiring commotion of collective activity

Lianas intertwined about the fortress hides Defenders quarters

Handpicked and trained by Lord Araceae in all combat skills

A Defender’s obedience to protect the community was obsolete

Their ability recognised by opponents so high above the usual

There was no need for pursuing insane futility of waging wars

Rowan T’Ress and his younger brother Ash were highly praised

Their courageous adventurers proliferate amongst the ranks

No other two were suited better to stand at Lord Araceae side

Between ages of the brothers their sister Holly had been born

A sensual supernatural beauty of that there was no doubt

Endowed with precious mystical powers in curative abilities

Holly apprenticed to Leif the Wizard who lived at river’s edge

The oldest of his generation, considered by everyone the best

At anytime his lodge was always open to share his knowledge

Mostly all Mystic class cottages were at the River Of'lyfe edge

‘Tis said its enchanted waters were formed from tears of joy

The Creator’s sign of guarantee to enlighten those He gifted

Nearby the Gatherer families cabins, appointed with daily tasks

To collect raw materials and forage the glade’s rich resources

Accredited as Silvaque Perdendas fervent life force workers

Founded further up along the bustling route to Imperial Citadel

The natural substances were converted skilfully by expert hands

Vitally supplying crafters, builders and surplus to city’s storerooms

Blacksmiths, farmers and the aesthetic talented unselfishly sharing

With Elder Edict Keepers reciting sanctified Sacred Singularity scrolls

No impression of inequality tainted or stained their communal customs

This is a time of celebrating my fabulously famous Forest Elven stories

And to this ends, with all compassion I scribe a record of my kinsfolk

So ends the second scroll chronicles: Leif the Wizard privileged servant

Copyright @ Phillozofee 2017

Author's Note

The third scroll - to be continued .....

Reviews

[emmajoy]

' Holly apprenticed to Leif the Wizard who lived at river’s edge
The oldest of his generation, considered by everyone the best
At anytime his lodge was always open to share his knowledge'

And so it continues, myth, folk.lore and your own descriptive language.. you're creating a different lifetime, a reflective take on how it was, will be and is.. perhaps.

[Phill Oz O'fee]

Thanks again - it is a very encouraging review :-)

[Stella Armour]

I see we have a female beauty among the numbers... now what witchcraft will she learn from the wizard?

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Second scroll continues magnificently! So elegantly written and believable. The construct of the Elven society is so well thought-out. Beautiful imagery and names-"River Of'lyfe...enchanted waters were formed from tears of joy"...Leif the Wizard as narrator kept me enthralled to the end. Waiting for the next scroll now. This is a Master Class work in progress...

[Phill Oz O'fee]

Hantanyel - Quenya: for Thank you ...

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Tye are welcome mime nur!:)