This is a Medieval-esque epic story/poem filled with action, adventure and romance. |
This is the story Of Edward the Just Whose actions were noble And whose word you could trust Chosen from birth By the hand of fate To live in the ruling class And the governing state Edward’s father was strong A man of great renown Whose exploits were known In far off towns When he was of age His father gave him a blade He taught him to fight Without being afraid Edward worked hard To earn his father’s pleasure For more than gold It was his greatest treasure His training was hard And it made him tough But no matter how he tried It was never good enough His father was perfect In all that he did How could he match up When he was just a kid Edward grew older And didn’t often fight But in the face of injustice He stood up for what’s right As part of his curse His parent’s had to choose A girl for him to marry Whom he could not refuse His father and mother Took great care To chose a woman With a stately air They picked a woman Who was in good health Who had pure blood And an inheritance of wealth When Edward met her He wasn’t impressed Her nose was held high And she was haughtily dressed Her name was Isabelle The daughter of a Duke She was so prideful Edward wanted to puke Edward wasn’t happy But he was still just So he honored his parents And put his life in their trust It was somewhat surreal When his father said In less than a fortnight You two shall be wed For the next few days His mind was consumed With thoughts of this girl And the wedding to ensue Finally, one morning In a state of unrest He went for a walk Deep in the forest Into the darkness Of the forest he went Moving ever onward Till his energy was spent He was about to lie down And rest for the night When he spotted a cottage Almost hidden from sight The house belonged To some lowly peasants Who immediately bowed When he came into their presence Because of his status It was his noble right To make this family Host him for the night The family took him in And the father told his daughter To prepare him his bed And get him some water This maiden was fair She was simple and pure There was humility in her eyes And strength in her stature As if by a love bug Edward had been bitten When he first saw this girl His heart was smitten There was something beautiful In her humble face That hid a gentle spirit And a dignified grace They ate a hearty dinner And for the time being Edward forgot his fiancĂ© And the wedding ensuing That night as he slept On a bed made of hay He dreamed of the maiden He had met that day In his dream he was walking Toward his new found love When a giant rock Fell from above This boulder separated Edward from his prize It grew a pair of arms And two red eyes The boulder turned into A giant-rock creature As Edward looked closer He recognized its features On the front of this rock Was his father’s face Wrought with shame And full of disgrace This granite monster Started to come near And for the first time in his life Edward felt fear He grabbed his sword In the midst of his fright And hit the monster With all of his might The blade of the sword Broke like a twig The creature he faced Was just too big Edward quickly gave up And started to run But the creature he faced Was not yet done It came towards him Like a wave of the ocean Edward tried to escape But ran in slow motion Two stony arms Lifted Edward to the air He entered the creature’s mouth And the blackness there The darkness was thick And Edward started to choke But just before he died His body awoke He felt his clothes And they were wet The dream was so real That he had started to sweat He searched around the house But only saw the father So he asked him bluntly Where is your daughter? My daughter Elena Is gone for the day She has gone into town And will be back late “Elena, Elena A name oh so sweet Her name on my tongue Is a savory treat Elena, my love With a name so divine I will find you again And take you as mine” So Edward set off In search of true love To find this angel Sent from above While walking the path He saw a garment When he examined it closer His heart rent It was Elena’s dress He could tell by its scent The rest of her however Was hauntingly absent He looked for more clues And found some feathers and hair Evidence that a struggle Had occurred there Edward remembered A tale he had heard Of a creature with a man’s head And the body of a bird A hideous black creature With a shrieking laugh An ugly murderous creature Known only as the Volrath It was twenty feet tall And had talons like knives It captured young women And made them its wives He had heard rumors Of the Volrath’s attacks And the husbands who went to find it That never came back Whatever the rumor This was no time to fear Edward got himself ready And gathered his gear With his shield on his back And his sword in his hand He ventured out to find the Volrath And to make his stand He trudged up the mountain To the Volrath’s lair He could tell he was close By the stench in the air At the top of the mountain Was a dark cave A home for his harem But for their husbands – a grave Next to the cave Stood a gigantic tree With a nest at the top, where The Volrath would sleep Edward looked through the cave At the bodies strewn around But his little Elena Was not to be found He knew that the Volrath Had her up in its nest He pondered for a moment On what to do next He cut the sleeve Off a dead guys shirt Then took out his pouch And filled it with dirt At the back of the cave Were the rest of the women They were so badly maimed That they barely looked human He led them outside And sent them on their way Then turned his sights on the Volrath Whom he now must slay Edward took some rope Found on the cavern floor Wrapped it around his waist And tied it to his sword He threw his sword To the top of the tree And climbed the rope Silently When he finally got up To the Volrath’s nest He saw the creature Was still at rest Elena was held tight In the Volrath’s grip She had a black eye And a bloody lip Edward untied his sword To make his attack He drove the blade deep In the creature’s back Although the blow was strong It wasn’t deep enough to kill And the Volrath awoke With a deafening shrill With Elena in its claws It took to the air Then laughed at Edward As if giving a dare With arms spread wide Edward leapt from the tree Hoping he had measured The distance accurately While he was in the air Flying through space He hurled the pouch of dirt In the Volrath’s face He landed safely On the bird’s big behind Then by wrapping a cloth He made the creature blind The Volrath was angry And darted to and fro It was all Edward could do Not to let go He reached out a hand And grabbed Elena’s wrist Then punched the Volrath’s face Using his fist The Volrath let go And Elena was free But little did it know That it was headed toward a tree Edward directed Elena To hold him tight Then he grabbed his sword And they both took flight The piercing blade Into a tree was sunk The two of them hung From this sword in a trunk They turned just in time In order to see The mighty Volrath Impaled by a tree Although they were shaken They both climbed down And finally made it Safe on the ground Elena thanked Edward For saving her from harm As they walked home She held onto his arm He brought her safe Back to her father When he saw her wounds He brought her some water Elena’s father Barnabas was his name Had strong arms And a massive frame The peasant father Had no money for a reward So, he cleaned Edward’s blade And sharpened his sword Edward thanked them both And returned to his abode He went up to his room And wrote “Elena’s Ode” While he was writing Edward’s father came to talk He was wondering what went on On this two-day walk Edward was nervous And tried to hide his letter He said it was for Isabelle But his father knew better After reading the note Edward’s father discovered Edward’s true love Was now uncovered He knew this girl Was in the lowest class He assured Edward His feelings would pass It was his duty to marry For the sake of the family To marry this Elena would Only bring calamity Edward tried to explain But his father wouldn’t budge Edward was upset that his father Was so quick to judge With only one week left To the marriage commencement Edward told his father To cancel the engagement He made a decision That could end his life He decided that Elena Would now be his wife Edward’s father And Isabelle’s too Both sought counsel As to what they should do Edward’s father was angry And though it may have been cruel He decided to solve this By the test of a duel Edward’s father would chose a man To face off against his son A fight to the death Would decide who had won If Edward married a peasant His father would lose face He chose to have him killed Than to live with disgrace He chose a man Who he knew Edward couldn’t beat A man who up to this point Had never suffered defeat Edward knew this man would be strong And yet he wasn’t afraid He was fighting for his rights And fighting for his maid The two men approached each other In armor head to toe Because of the other man’s helmet His face he did not show The battle was fought In the middle of a field Each man brought with him A sword and a shield When the battle began Edward saw the man’s skill And knew that this was someone He could not kill He got hit in his rib And a blow struck his shoulder Each smash of the blade Felt like a hit from a boulder As their swords clanged loudly Edward knew his end was near And like a flood sweeping over him Came an overwhelming fear One of the blows Landed on his head He fell to the ground As if he was dead The man stood over Edward With his sword ready to thrust “You’ve always been weak” He said with disgust Like a wild animal Finally released from its cage These words sent Edward Into a righteous rage He rolled to the side And jumped to his feet Not willing to accept A premature defeat The battle surged onward To the clanging of iron Edward fought bravely Like a fearless lion With a burst of speed And one crippling blow Edward was finally able To defeat this foe The man was near death It was clear who had won And with one final breath Said, “I’m proud of you son” Edward removed the man’s helmet Shocked by his father’s face He picked up the lifeless body For one last embrace Edward learned that day What it meant to be a man It is staring down the face of fear And taking your stand It wasn’t long afterwards As word travelled fast That Edward was shunned As a societal outcast Edward didn’t mind He followed his heart He and Elena Would make a new start Edward took Elena And made her his wife And they lived happily together All the days of their life And as for Isabelle The girl full of pride Some foolish noble Took her as his bride. |