The Strange Place - Poem
Known of the things beyond,
These dark days pass by.
An archer with a closet in the cupboard,
Came to the event to compete.
Testing beliefs of the common people,
As they ran amok.
The return of the minister,
Was with more conspiracy than ever.
When the tradecraft met perils,
The tone was further than evil.
A bounty on the head,
Lead many down on the path.
In an effort to travel the world,
A note of whisper was sent in a bottle.
Across the oceans,
Across the dark night sky,
Across the vast distance,
Was the pearl hidden, out of reach.