Mother

There sat the shrub
perhaps eons old.
Winter had come
the leaves less bold.

Squiggles shuddered the way
only sentient shrubs can,
praying for freedom
or at least a set of hands.

His prayer was heard
his heart judged noble
Mother gave him his limbs
and he was thus mobile!

"Your friends are all dead,
and many foes too.
You've been given a quest,"
Mother said "Sad but true."

"For to unbind you curse
certain bargains were made.
Certain plans built up,
certain items I gave."

"So journey thus north
to the city of Spires,
steal My amulet from there
and to Duiran retire."

So he shook off the snow
and walked on from there
for an amulet gold,
held in you-know-where.

In his mind did he thank
Lleis for Her assistance.
"You are Welcome," She spoke
"Just watch out for the Syssins."

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Niuran, in the year 266 MA.