Borders of stitching and gold
a tale that’s never been told
a land full of wonders left unknown
a kingdom in turmoil over a vacant throne
a sword magnificent as the dawn
a legendary witch, her magic gone,
a dragon carries the sun on its tail
breathing sunsets in its fiery sail.
Stories to weave, to relish and tell
of Ancient Kings and magic spells
a cloak of comfort in the cold winter night
a candle, wreathed in darkness, burning bright.