The princess Sir, won’t you bring the moon closer, A tale I might have to tell, Of a night when the world slept colder, The eve before she broke the spell.

Write it in books and save it for ages, Tell everyone you know, The princess baffled the wise men and sages, Atop her steed, white as snow.

The dragon slithered from his hole in the ground, The princess’ eyes stood stern, With a song in her heart and the power of sound, To his original state he returned.

Shrinking in size, a bird he became, She saved the kingdom with a flute and bird cage.

The Lovers “Rest my beloved, the storm is over.” “You’re safe if just for today.” “Return though I must or the King fall asunder.” “But tonight, I —not he— get my way.”

The Captain “Build the fire higher, they need to see the smoke.” “Sir the enemy is just over the ridge.” “It matters little, if our countrymen are smote, If not home, than heaven be on the far side of the bridge.”

The Schemer It’s not for me to understand, The King has his reasons. I released the dragons wrath, For yet another season.

To burn the village down, Setting the world aflame. I’ve impacted them all, But none know my name.

The Enemy By land? By horse? By sea? Rest assured it’s none of these. We mount our beast and we take flight By the sky we bring the city to its knees.

The King I sent them to war, Not for country, but king. They believed my lore, For lies are everything.