Hespers Wizard. Dante B. Kun

      Proud Nyber (Poem one.)

      A young wizard Nyber Khan

      Looks down from his lofty perch

      With loving self-protection

      Upon an old forest of pine and birch.

      On scarred battlements of black stone and light

      Each night he’s darkly stood

      Wearing purple robes of ancient powers

      And a gold embroidered hood.

      He wears a Runic Bow of strong magic made

      Mystic seeking arrows too

      His dark blue sword of fine Elven steel

      Shimmers straight and true.

      A confusion spell of memory loss

      He casts with great intent

      The old forest will remain inviolate

      On this his fierce will is bent.

      He calls his new dragon “Hesper”

      She’s a tiny dragon too

      Barely as large as an eagle

      Her diamond scales shine a deep sky blue.

      “Patrol” Nyber smiles without a sound

      Thus true dragon-link gets done

      Now bold Nyber Khan and Hesper

      Linked together see as one.

      With the emerald Dragonsight of Hesper

      Fierce Nyber surveys the land

      Over swaying fields of poppies blood red

      And a deep blue lake ringed in silver sand.

      Over mossy, ancient fir trees

      Whose gnarled roots house gentle Gnomes

      Over a magic singing stream

      Where fair Water Fairies keep secret homes.

      All is well in the emerald forest land

      Watchful Nyber’s eyes shine glee

      For no human has crossed the boundary land

      As far as young, proud Nyber can see.

      Nyber’s griffin is named Calibus

      His thick fur is black-flecked gold

      Nyber summons forth his brave griffin

      And mounts the saddle proud and bold.

      On griffin-back he starts the hunt

      And climbs high a burgundy sky

      For at twilight time he soars dusky clouds

      As Calibus sings his war cry.

      “It’s hunting time” he smiles within

      And Hesper further extends the link

      Fierce Dragonsight engulfs his mind

      Faster than a brave wizard can blink.

      Calibus flies like a gale on a moonlit sea

      The blue dragon is faster than light

      For they see humans approach the boundary lands

      And young Nyber likes to fight.

      Yet there is no fight tonight for Nyber

      Wild Hesper takes all the blame

      As three sloppy, wasteful, loggers

      Lie engulfed within royal blue flame.

      On enchanted elven steel tonight

      No greedy human blood will run

      So towards castle keep they wheel as one

      And they race the setting sun.

      Seven stout Bugbears stand tensely waiting

      When fierce Calibus finally claws black stone

      They’ve all heard the young wizard hunting

      They’re all relieved he’s come back home.

      He chose to fly without bodyguards again

      Chose to hunt wild from a blood red sky

      They take him to task for this careless sin

      And remind him that even wizards can die.

      These seven are Nyber’s brave generals

      Commanding all of his bold goblin troops

      For blue armored goblins patrol these protected lands

      Weaving tight, concentric, swift loops.

      For nighttime is not the lightime

      And all around fierce goblins abound

      Eagerly hoping greedy humans

      Will trespass dark forested ground.

      There will be no logging nor any mining

      No polluting lakes or damming rivers too

      Diversity will seek its wondrous way

      Protected by warriors in armor blue.

      The sun will rise, the sun will set

      An alabaster moon will fly its course

      Invaders by dark ones are cruelly met

      For a pure forest is true magic’s source.

      So if you ever go out on a walk about

      To explore a distant land

      Stay far away from wide fields of poppies blood red

      Near a turquoise lake ringed in silver sand.

      And if you ever come upon a gargoyled castle

      Carved of ancient obsidian stone

      You had better just spin yourself right quick around

      And run yourself right home.

      For Nyber secretly fears all humans

      As does Hesper and brave Calibus too

      It’s not really because they’re human

      It’s because of things they’ve seen humans do.

      Humans show no respect for ancient trees

      Rare flowers, ferns, nor ancient rock

      They dam up all free rivers

      Ancient fairy streams they block.

      They try to chop down every tree

      And dig up all the land

      They crave every fish in every lake

      And they soil the ocean’s sand.

      They turn ancient forests into tree farms

      Their nets choke the rivers life

      They are the sworn enemies of diversity

      Human greed is the source of strife.

      When humans are done the land is always

      Unlike it ever was before

      A lifeless land devoid of trees

      No safe home for bear nor boar.

      No more ancient songs will flow from a fairy stream

      No bright fish swim a deep blue lake

      It’s just the way they are these human kind

      They’ve only learned to grasp and take.

      For humans are just a fledgling race

      Not as ancient as dwarves and elves

      Not yet wise enough to consider others

      As important as themselves.

      Nyber knows well enough the ways of old

      He knows some Dragonspeak

      One day the humans will all grow up

      And