Tale of the Traveler

He thinks he is slick, his mysteries thick
He thinks I don�t know, but I know where he goes
Wherever he hides, nearby I reside
He thinks he can run, but the chase is too fun
�Oh where do you go, Mr. Unknown?�
�Your business it�s not, so it�s best you forgot�
�Nevertheless, I know where you rest�
�Is that a threat? You�ll be sorry we met�
And away he strolled towards the city so old
Follow I did, but safely I hid
Behind him I was, to see what he does
Quickly he spun, and saw what I�d done
�Why follow me so, to learn where I go?�
�I follow you not, I simply forgot�
�Forgot what indeed, you think I�ve not seen?�
�Think what you will, I have things unfulfilled�
With that he left, and left me bereft
More careful I must be, so that he can�t see
That I shadow his road to find secrets untold
But lose me he did, while I crawled and I hid
�Where did you go, Mr. Unknown?�
�Too far have I chased, to be lost in my haste�
�Me you won�t find, as long as I�ve pined�
�For I will be far, before awake you are�
I awoke with head bruised, he is crafty, I mused
But never will I fear for I know he is near
He thinks I don�t know, but I know where he goes
Onward I rode, knowing what I knowed
�Found you at last, you beast from the past�
�Come then, if you will, but this girl will be killed�
�Your treachery aside, she has already died�
�From your games I grow tired, your folly has ired�
With that I attacked, wielding the sword I had packed
He came now, too quick, my side he had nicked
With claws inhumanly edged, as I ran toward the ledge
He seemed more beast than man, which altered my plan
�It takes silver to fell, and Wolfsbane as well�
�You have neither of those underneath you clothes�
�Ah but I do, and they wait for you�
�For you it�s too late, you�ll see on a later date�
With that I lunged, and my silver sword plunged
Into his flesh it sank, and to the gods I gave thanks
At last the beast knew defeat, as it squirmed at my feet
Its treacheries gone to the memory of song
�But the end of the tale is not yet, for a worse fate I have met�
�The wound I can no longer feel, but it has never healed�
�One thing I can tell you, and yes it is true�
�The claw of the beast beware, or like him you will fare.�



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