A Lie and a Truth Prose in Kald | World Anvil

A Lie and a Truth

A farmer lived simple, his world right and tranquil
No one ere did bother, none cared cause hassle
He tended to his land, few else could matter
Until came she, the witch of lies, wanderer Fos Tanther
  Noble farmer ask she, her voice alluring and queer
Would you spare home, my body aches from tour
Bow does the farmer, in agreeance he leads her the way
Little to their knowledge, both hearts would be entwined
  I must tell you this, for it is quite dire
How you appear here one day, unaided and without means
My door is ever open, no one shall I rebuff
But I have naught to offer, scant nourishment or muff
  Tis fine for a roof, I needn’t much else
Could you be a dear, and tell me your wealth
Your farm is so lively, and your appearance quite fetching
Tis little to wonder, what spell you have to tie me here
  Your flattery’s too kind, others think elsewise
Though you must be mistaken, neither farm nor I are lookers
A temptress I assume thee, despite I let stay
As I have said, I shall turn none away
  His sight touched her heart, truth in tongue as well as thought
Her beguilement did not pass, enchantment held no sway
This man did yet keep her, honesty to fault
Her myriad of tricks yielded no fruit, her soul saut part
  The night did roll in, a spark of passion then grew
These two became one, a lie coaxed in by truth
In tune with their clash, their hearts quite wavered
Neither could ever change, natures stout ne'er tapered
  In all of their difference, they managed to keep together
A farmers small home, Fos Tanther laid claim
None could trouble him, no one dare enter
A secret affair by two so stark, no one would think, not even those brought
  Love is a string, binding even those who differ profound
Blind shan’t foresee who they might covet, they’re open to all
Let these words make lesson, to all who are willing
Hazard those less liked, equal a villain
  ~ Sivit the crested bard

This an adored story by romantics in Kexist, though its origins where from Blotaya. Many bards tell the tale when they wish to gain attention, a proper singsong rendition easily bringing in a crowd. A specially skilled bard would manage to both eventuate and accommodate the stanzas without rhythm to drive home the two natures of the characters of the story.


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Jul 19, 2018 01:44 by Barbarossa Sparklebeard

Very interesting poem, I found myself finding a little trouble to find the rhythm though, it seems a bit off in some places but that could be just me. Overall though, good poem!

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Jul 19, 2018 01:53

That actually was intentional. Every other stanza falls flat at the end. My hope was to give a feeling that they didn't quite belong, similar the two in the poem.

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Jul 19, 2018 05:11 by Han

A romance between a witch and a simple farmer, hey? Unusual, and strangely sweet. I'm curious to know if there is any truth to the poem. Does the bard, perhaps, have links to them?

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Jul 19, 2018 17:00

When I first wrote it, I had no plans about the bard that retold the story. I think, as with many tales, there should be ambiguity between its truth and fabrication ;)

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Jul 20, 2018 00:43 by Han

Oh, excellent! Now, regarding the bard.. you said 'at first'. Does that indicate that something's changed? ;)

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Jul 20, 2018 01:04

I had added the bard as a reason the story existed, not going much further than that. But then I started to think why they would know it. I thought I had added the additional elements earlier, but they are there now :D

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Jul 19, 2018 06:26 by Terry

I'm with True, rhythm's a bit weird, even if it was intentional. Other than that, this was an interesting poem, a trickster baffled by someone so honest yet too kind to turn them away, I love it :D

Jul 19, 2018 17:00

Thank you so much!

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Jul 19, 2018 06:27

That was surprisingly sweet. As I read I thought the two falling in love would be the truth but then the farmer would become ashamed and start claiming she bewitched him as the lie. Although, and it could just be because I'm reading this at 2 am but, I don't quite understand the last two lines. I get that the lines before are saying that love is blind but I don't understand where the villain part comes from.

Jul 19, 2018 17:01

The last two lines tie in with the idea that love is blind, basically saying you shouldn't judge a book by its cover. And thank you.

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