The Fae's Winter's Tale
Fae are mysterious, secretive and mischievous,
their sight designating any mortal as psychotically delirious,
but real they are, realer than us,
original inhabitants of a world where they caused much fuss,
before our ships, before our docks, before we walked, before we talked,
through the woods, through the forest, through the greenery, they stalked,
capricious and fictitious, surreptitious and ambitious,
considering mortals merely avaricious creatures but delicious,
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curious of these humans, these dwarves, these elves,
he yearned to sate it with a view his kind denied themselves,
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his most earnest wish to repay the cheers of the years,
to put to rest all their paralyzing heart-tearing fears,
alas, toying and playful, joyous and wild,
desires of a nature magical and never mild,
caring not for whom their joy hurt, their interest highest in heart,
with his heavy paw, he took up the mantle, this being the start,
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but he was shocked at the origins of its nature,
the lies of his traditions branding him, his teacher,
shocked to the subtle flavor of flour,
containing not a taste tale-told sour,
but a sweet to the tongue, akin to the smell of a flower,
the lights and the cheers, the cacophony of delightful sounds,
resounding throughout the west, in humanity’s towns,
happiness and smiles weighing light, shaking the grounds,
the fae fell to his knees, overwhelmed and shocked,
his mind, at last, free and unlocked,
the truth revealed to him, the truth in his very hands,
he clenched a fist, enraged, damning the illusions of his lands,
arrogance blinds the fae, hubris engulfed, their world view wrong,
their ignorance hiding in false choir and song,
in the snow he grew hateful, he grew malicious,
if not for the tender hands of the child, unmalicious,
supposititious in her belief that this creature of trickery,
was just a person, however scary, plagued by misery,
knowing not love, but only traditional despise,
having never known what the warmth in his chest implies,
he looked at the child, calming but confused,
unfamiliar with this feeling, after years of being abused,
her words calmed him, she talked to him, she cared for his somber heart,
he found an equal, a new friend, a counterpart,
filled with hope and amazement, with a new sense of wonder and sanity,
because he had found a new home, generous in love from his new, resident family,
over the years, he revealed his true form to many new friends,
his alien warmth and kindness their hearts rends,
legends say he remains today, somewhere watching, the child’s descendant
against dangers and woes and unwelcome surprises, their defendant,
he remains today on rooftops for how can he leave,
when one realizes the most important lesson of the eve,
this night wise to the knowledge as this fae is,
because home resides in whom’s chest your heart is
the tale has been told, the story regaled,
we hoping relevance is found where his parents teachings failed,
he dared to dream, to think outside his rooms of confinement,
to challenge their suspicious slander and doubtful malignment,
and as he dared to discover and as he learned rather fast,
we hope we imparted on you, the Frozen Woe’s wisdom… to last.
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