Come gather ‘round and raise a cheer,
For the tale of Xy you’ll hear.
A fortress carved from mountain stone,
A kingdom lost, a fate unknown.
An evil came on wings of dread,
The dwarves were scattered, left for dead.
The beast now hungered for a prize—
A maiden fair with sapphire eyes.
Lady Kim, so pure, so bright,
Was stolen on a moonlit night.
Bound in crystal, trapped in pain,
Her rage would fuel the beast’s dark reign.
Sir Mark, her love, with blade in hand,
Stormed the fortress, took his stand.
Through orc and shadow, steel did sing—
He swore to slay the cursed thing.
In the vault where crystals burned,
Kim’s lost heart to hatred turned.
But love shone bright, a bond unbroken,
And through the dark, new power woken.
With love’s pure light, a dragon rose,
To face the beast and end its woes.
A fire white as heaven’s grace,
Burned the monster—left no trace.
The fortress shone, its heart made whole,
No longer bound by evil’s toll.
The King and Queen of Xy still reign,
And in the sky, their wings remain.
About the Creator
Mark Stigers
One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona
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