The Cube of Chance in his right hand
Leading the way in this dark night Our hero having travelled far Stops now to rest under moonlight In his search for the brightest star He came across a woodland sprite Another of the magic realm That helped his way to end the blight It showed him through the Ose’s fog A cursed land filled with demons Once he moved past the deadly maze He reached the forest of damsons Though he has suffered on this quest His will to live never weakens One step forward, always forward Throughout many changing seasons The trees in this discovered land Shine brightly with their silver fruit Having had a peaceful night’s rest He wakes to the sound of a flute Beneath the morning dew he sees A wood nymph that was such a beaut It was her music that he heard To sunrise it was a tribute The Cube of Chance now glows and hums He must be near the star he seeks It can’t be a coincidence That she was there beneath the peaks Our hero quietly collects His things before the wood nymph freaks He must not let her see him lest She disappear for countless weeks The brightest star he seeks is here And she will lead him to the grove The grove where stars grow on the trees Before they fall to skies above So soundlessly he followed her Past forests and a tiny cove Through winding paths and mountain hills If only one could colour love The journey to this magic land Where stars alight the forest air Is filled with mystery and charm And sights of beauty oh-so-rare Imagination without bounds And nature made for you to stare This painting of a midnight sky Evaporates all of despair The wood nymph stopped before a stream And stepped out of her dress shyly She walked toward the smoothest bank And stacked her things and clothes neatly She entered the soft blue water And summoned a golden nixie To wash away the journey’s ache With healing magic done briskly Once she was dressed she took her flute And played the warmest melody Beyond the stream appeared a light Within a frame that was sturdy Our hero followed her with stealth Into the woods that smelled mouldy And sooner than he could but breathe He saw a grove of stars windy His quest to seek the brightest star Comes to illuminated end Once he finds what the Cube of Chance Glows brightest for he will ascend Before him suddenly she came Her bravery he must commend She smiled and pointed to a star “In us you’ll always have a friend.” He heard her thoughts in his calm mind The Cube of Chance now bright and warm He saw the brightest star fall down And scooped it up, the strangest form “Be safe and bring peace to the land.” Her magic powers not the norm He thanked her and was on his way He could smell now the coming storm For months he travelled with the star Through nature and what seemed surreal And finally he reached his land The lady’s eyes with joy sparkle He found the Ose later that day The star to evil a stopple With the light of love from the star The sick Ose began to shrivel As time passed by and goodness grew His Kingdom too became so grand That other lands with ancient song Spread joy to all that would demand The power of good, brightest star Darkest evil it shall withstand Never again shall evil rule Peace for many centuries spanned Golden Tree drops the sweetest fruit Antiquity from this Jujube Sorry to say but this concludes The last part of the story "Cube"
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