His Pact

His Pact

A Poem by Bryad Polis Valentino
"

Not to entertain anyone, yet I do for all. Watch me work, it's Magickal. This is how I feel.

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Suffering through,

 

I seem unaffected,

 

Sustained by an oath,

 

Not feeling a thing.

 

The soul arts perverted me,

 

Tears spent over witchcraft,

 

Not a single one for you.

 

 

I’m the hero of this story,

 

Bitter, bloodborne fury,

 

I’m motivated because of her,

 

Yennefer, sorceress outlaw,

 

My price to pay is your way.

 

 

Shaman, Druid, Witch,

 

Sorcerer, hidden ally, dragon,

 

Don’t call me that,

 

Prince of lies I am not,

 

The sun disappeared when Jennifer died,

 

I lost my soul,

 

Felt bitter, whole.

 

 

 

I don’t entertain revenge,

 

I love all of you,

 

But I won’t tell you,

 

“Friends are friends.

 

Not family.

 

Each, fallacy.”

 

Red is dead,

 

Not forgotten,

 

Let this final story begin.

© 2019 Bryad Polis Valentino


Author's Note

Bryad Polis Valentino
"Refusing to let anyone else do the duty, The chosen of Yennefer rode on. His search for survivors was nil, They were all gone, vanished without a trace. Little did he know an old friend was hidden in the village ruins..."

-Bards sing the best

-Harpers win the most fights

Have we forgotten?

"For the fallen!!!!!"

Jaheira, Balder's Gate, Published and owned by Wizards Of The Coast. They own that, not I.

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Added on April 16, 2019
Last Updated on April 16, 2019
Tags: Confession, Fantasy

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Bryad Polis Valentino
Bryad Polis Valentino

Spokane, WA



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I was once called the seeker of truth but abandoned my way to learn how to show mercy. What I discovered was a gentle side with intense emotions. I refused to call myself evil, but feared that I indee.. more..

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