 |
|
 |
| The Unseelie Court by � vision_wolfe Dear traveler marching through this glade so fair, I beg of you, your eyes beware. For in this lovely shady place Lies a gentle demon with no face. Music you�ll hear to hurt the heart- Of its beauty take no part. Food you�ll see and shall not eat- To sup at this table means you�ll meet Creatures who shall bewitch- Mortal no more! To Faerie you�ll switch. Do not dance, and do not speak. The horse�s harness will creak with age Ere you leave this haunted place. Haunted? Yes, and haunted well, For the Faeries you�ll meet from- Well, let me leave you with this warning: Run fast, run far, run �til morning. Their grasp upon lost upon you, They will wail And you shall sing Of the wonders of the Faerie Ring. ~Kari 1992 |
 |
|
|