Cold months have passed since our hero
Last stood in his humble Kingdom The forces of the evil Ose Now try to prevent his freedom The darkest scum that oozed from Hell Its aim to turn all to sodom Under the shadows it now moves To bound all people in thraldom So many fell and more to go But there is hope in all that passed For our hero to his ideals Shall solemnly remain steadfast In pure and in princely nature The evil Ose is most outclassed As long as people are of good This putrid mass shall never last Our hero of the gentle soul Atop a mountain of the mind He sits and waits for time to fall Upon this land of masses blind The evil Ose shows out of fear The filthy nature of its kind When failing in its tyranny It runs with its tail tucked behind But surely it can clearly see In this world it does not belong No matter how far this Ose runs It changes not that it is wrong All it has done to our hero When it believed that is was strong Shall come back and devour it And when it dies there shall be song High up the mountain you will find A cabin with a starlit room Within it pacing silently The lady with a healthy bloom Together with our hero she Lives happily away from gloom This will to live, love and to laugh The evil Ose cannot consume Of pure nature you have to be To climb here and reach the summit The Ose's pet, the rabid hound Died when struck by a small comet It couldn't reach the mountain top Its nature that of a maggot The magic that protects the peak Has been a well guarded secret Our hero now on his quest goes Another page in his memoir He moves to find the brightest light The life force of a falling star To reach the land of pulsing beams He needs to travel very far Into his mind and through a maze Of the everlasting quasar Travelling by night and through the woods Moving towards the north blue moon Behind a wall of ancient trees He happened upon a lagoon He saw a glimmer on a rock A beauty you cannot oppugn It mesmerised him, in his place He stood as he began to swoon In all her brilliance she lay bare Upon the rock her truth displayed The rarest of the magic realm He had found a young lake mermaid She beckoned for him to come near And so he quickly passed the glade Into the water he then went Her soft gaze he could not evade The legends speak of her splendour Her skill to put you in a trance The legends also speak of hope If you find one a wish she grants Our hero, now beside her, holds The key to fight the Ose perchance Revealing to her his story She gives to him the Cube of Chance The Cube of Chance will help him find The brightest star in all the land And with it he will soon bring back Peace to the realm, good will expand The evil Ose shall then decay From this Kingdom it shall be banned For honour and love our hero Will always and forever stand Back in the cabin high above The lady waits for his return Beside the fireplace she sits Staring at the seasoned wood burn The night around the cabin comes The porch is lit by a lantern The moons are coming into view She stares outside in aching yearn Golden Tree drops the sweetest fruit Antiquity from this Jujube Sorry to say but this concludes The next part of the story "Cube"
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3/4/2011 07:18:33
دائما تبهرنا بإبداعاتك ما شاء عليك هذا هب غريب عليك وفإن دل يدل ع كتابه متميزه وتمتلك ذوقا رفيعا وانا بصراحه يخوني التعبير في الرد ع قصتك لان بصرراحه يعجر اللسان عن الرد عليها ولا تعليق عليها
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24/4/2011 14:43:49
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