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This story is true I know them myself And heard this tale From one firsthand Tall invader and echo Sea witch and fish Killing doll and snake Kasimir the monstrous one (Don’t call him that! He was loyal and stoic all his years here in Keltokel.) You wouldn’t understand You’re a beastkin, courier Kind and do not Understand ozrut ways But loudest and loveliest Of travelers is Kasumi Snake and ozrut friend Skilled in magic and song Away in the north These travelers were when Their deeds were seen By the snakes’ child king (There’s more than that you should know. A murderous plot against them stretching north to south.) Maybe so but politics Is nothing by compare To meeting a god So listen to this This child king knew Of Mother Mountain’s breath Ancient magic like what This Old Stejar drinks ‘You travelers go now Down beneath dark Zeel And fetch this prize From Mother Mountain’s throat’ (It’s actually named the Black Cenote a place Of worship old and Dark thirsty for blood Is this how I’m Supposed to sound When I tell a Story like an ozrut?) This is close enough Throat-guards were tricked By a bird not there Snake and monster struck These Zeelites were slain Snake-bit while another Fell down this throat To be spirit-devoured Down swam these travelers Through tunnels dark past Hidden deaths then into A tomb of snakes These unliving kings of Old ate no food And saw no sun Scorning the white daughter But in turn they Were forgotten left Behind ruling nothing And commanding no one (Good riddance I say The kings of Zeel Were a bloody bunch Their knives spared none) A snake is a Snake to me No different but wait Where was I? The tomb yes that’s Where the travelers dealt With one such king To continue on deeper This old corpse had His jawbones stolen and Thrown down a well He wanted them back The old snake king Pointed and waved 'Bring me my jaw' He seemed to say By his secret leave And this stone rolled Back now these noisome Tunnels lead ever deeper Beneath poison air and Water rushing hid unquiet Dead the furious slaves Abandoned in ages past (What vengeance they took On the eternal Dynasts Is fair I say Payment for slavery unending But still I’d rather They not have stood Athwart the designs and Safety of the travelers) ‘These travelers’ is proper Form for this tale (Oh I see I’ll Try that next time) Rising steam descending chains Stretched below this miasma And depending from crumbling Forges and dziwolag idols (And don’t you forget Dragon secrets hidden there Kasumi learned it well To decipher Keltokel’s gate) Scorched above magma sea This burning path to A drop into blackness To stop a heart There in forgotten depth This city the first Ever built perhaps in This old world’s history Stones so old they Sagged like elders’ skin Streets narrow twisting doors Too thin for breath Within only these dead Relentless hunter ghostly drake One bane one benefactor Puzzles sealing this center (This hunter forever stalking Almost found them his Prey his mere look Could end a life So deep so dark They had come and They feared right then They were beyond help Through this city’s magic They became as ghosts Themselves to make their Way to this center) Now you’ve caught on But this tale is mine To tell and again I’ve lost track uhhh This center reached and Pool placid as death Cunning Kasumi saw evil In this witch’s heart She sealed sea witch Out and others within This hunter to face And vanquish at last Then where was it This breath they sought Only this pool was There still and silent They peered within and Saw long hair wet And curling in ropes This White Daughter’s tresses Among them this doll She seized the hair Unafraid of death and Pulled with her might But this White Daughter She pulled back for No mortal has such Strength to match it Now Kasimir is a Monster and his muscle Slowed that pull and Kasumi grabbed tight too Suddenly she could see This breath squeezed From lungs before time Connected as they were From goddess to doll To monster to Kasumi They would all succumb If it wasn’t released (Listen now to Hozysh For I know of Where it went when Sent to this world Their deal was struck This Dynast’s ambition to Sate but Kasumi wondered If it was wisdom Friendship of old between Snake and teacher could Not be forsaken though And so Kasumi decided) Bah you think you Now excel at this Boast your own deeds Before rumiany some day! (In her mind fixed This visage of Dynast And villager as well This suspected royal kin And to all family Besides this breath went Out into this world To make brighter futures This is Kasumi’s wisdom Deal discharged friendship honored This world the better For her deeds whew!) Hmph are you done? (Yes for the moment) Her power gone forth This White Daughter subsided Her greed now thwarted But only for now She promised this doll ‘You will be mine’ This first city now Shrunken in silence no Longer extended dark welcome To visiting travelers Goodbye to ghostly dragon Goodbye to sagging stones Long was the climb Back up to sunshine So heed this well This White Daughter waits Still greedy still close In watery deeps where She first drowned That’s what I heard From Kasumi who returned (This story is true!) Ah, you stole it! You were just waiting for it, you mangy little scrap of fur! |