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Fantasy

Great day to you and your family!

Your being recommended to myself despite not knowing me.

Introduce myself I will. I am Prince Hondelberd

from the country Marnalwim of what you've probably heard.

Country of my home recently has been overtaken

by the great evil wizard Zendrel the Forsaken.

My father sits still upon his mighty throne

but known by few is puppet of evil wizard's own.

Thought I did he would forget about my key.

The one of two alone that will open the treasury.

But, WOE OH WOE IS ME.

Evil wizard knowing all enchanted has all the gold.

Not a piece can be removed beyond the mighty stronghold.

I find solely other sorceror who say he might stand a chance

of lifting spell so evil but wants five hundred gold paid in advance.

This part of tale where I turn to others for foreign aid.

If advance you can supply part of hoard will to you be paid.

For mere five hundred coin three tenths of fortune you will gain.

What better offer this year you'll get? Best response from you is plain.

The Magic Has Gone

Frost's fingers withdrew and let go of the world.

Winter's heart was melting away.

When the wizard appeared and his magic unfurled.

Reaching out to lighten our day.

He did tricks to amaze, astound and delight

in a world every moment less real.

He kept us enthralled well into the night

with the incredible and the surreal.

The village welcomed him into its heart

and extended its invitation to stay.

Till one day he woke and declared he must part

then swiftly and smoothly vanished away.

The next spring as we dealt with the annual snow's melt,

in the gradually brightening weather,

the magician, still tanned and healthy and svelte,

came striding on out of the heather.

He juggled with balls that he conjured from air

He cast spells for our satisfaction.

He had tricks and ruses with diversions to spare

and provided a welcome distraction.

There was nobody had sufficient time to play host

so we directed him to a suitable tavern

But lacking the fervour he could previously boast

he marched away again through the bracken.

The subsequent year held problems galore

with a winter we barely survived

Then just when we couldn't have taken any more

the spellcaster finally arrived.

He patched up our homes and cleared out the fields,

cured our cattle of most of its ills.

He put charms on our grain and promised good yields.

Even sharpened our tools with his skills

We worked him hard, told him to sleep in the stall,

and were glad that he seemed so naive.

He was almost a slave at our beck and call

till we finally allowed him to leave

One year later he was long, long overdue

and we were starting to worry.

And we had no idea of what we would do

if he did not appear in a hurry.

He eventually came but aware of his name

this time, and how much he could ask.

So he laid out his fees without any shame

saying what we must pay for each task.

And as on his magic we had come to rely

we had no real choice, so we paid.

Then an unoccupied building he decided to buy

and in our little village he stayed.

Remembering three years of what had seemed oh so clever

I wandered along to look on.

But though his powers were even greater than ever

somehow the magic had gone.

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