| Pearl's Enormous Ballad | ||||||||
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| On to Talno's Epic! | ||||||||
| The Warrior and the Flower- Pearl Streamsong Brought together by fate, The call of an eagle saved the day. Later with help from a song, In prison no longer shall the one stay. That night on a boat they tried to escape, Fellow prisoners coming along, When a fish in their wake thrashed them about, And the rest is told in this song. The Five that night were separated, Carried on the waves as though light as a feather. The maid and the mole with the warrior bold, While the squirrel and young mouse were together. All survived and landed ashore, But the two groups were in different places. One headed north and one headed south, To meet some very new faces. The squirrel and the mouse were named Felldoh and Brome, They met an entertainment troupe. They traveled with them to Marshank, To liberate the slaves there from their coop. The warrior, maid, and mole, Were named Martin, Rose, and Grumm. They were taken by some a pygmy shrew queen, And were captives once again. In a fight against a gannet, Martin saved the queens� own son. When granted any wish, he chose �My friend�s and my freedom!� He also liberated, Pallum the kind hedgehog. And together they traveled, Through rain, sun, and fog. Upon meeting an old molewife, They were given food and rest. But with her strange seeing powers, She saw before them a great test. When they left they were given instructions, To help them to Noonvale. The home of Rose when she set out, The home of peace that never fails. But on their way, alas! How vile! They were captured once again. But this time it was by reptiles Who wanted to put their lives to an end. Saved by a little dipper, Who alerted the great Warden. Once again they set on their quest, To find a stone mountain. At this mountain So legend said, Lived a mighty owl Named Boldred. Boldred would help them On the Noonvale quest, But they had to pass The Gawtrybe first! The Gawtrybe was a fearsome group, Of wild and primitive squirrels. Whose idea of a game was quite awful, It would frighten more than just girls! They would chase the travelers up the hill, And when caught they would be thrown off! The squirrels were serious and thought it was fun, Believe me, they were none too soft! Martin�s quick thinking saved the day, And saved the quest from being done. He flattered the squirrels about their speed. And said, �If we had a head start it would be more fun.� The quartette succeeded in fooling the squirrels, But the Gawtrybe soon found this out! Martin was right; they were swift and fleet, And there was no one to hear if they were to shout. But wait a moment, was this really true? For as they reached the mouth of a cave, A mighty owl wing enveloped them, And to the squirrels, a scolding Boldred gave. Boldred led them towards Noonvale, Past a cherry orchard sweet. But the hedgehog living there Sent them into a deep sleep! Awaking on an otter boat, The journey almost done, Martin, Pallum, Rose and Grumm Relaxed and had some fun. Halfway down the Broadstream, To shrewboats they converted Shouting �Almost Home to Noonvale!� So that all nearby heard it. The inlet came, ashore they went As Rose did stroke a stone �I remember this, we�re almost there Where we�ll meet Felldoh and Brome!� But Felldoh and Brome were with the Players, Fighting for freedom against Badrang the Tyrant They prepared for a great battle Hoping that their former companions could help them try it. Their wish was granted, for Martin came, With even more help to fight, But sadly, Felldoh was already slain Because of his challenge to Badrang�s might. The last battle began, �I�m here, Badrang� Martin shouted with a roar. He dived right in, with his maid in his wake Not knowing it would cause him to lose more. And so it ended, with Badrang slain, After dying the death mercilessly But one more loss, one more pain Would change greatly Martin�s history He had lost Rose, his flower, And could no longer stay in the North, So he headed south to Mossflow�r To bring Redwall Abbey to its birth. |
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