Bronwen SunriseA Poem by KeeD An epic tale about a friend I've recently made Bronwen Sunrise It was the 4th of June, 1992 I was with my archaeological team, excavating the Aryan caves Digging like slaves, men collapsing to the heat of the sun Just wanted to be accepted by my peers The historical society of the Order of Whispers My shovel hit something, "I struck gold'" Through this poem i leave behind, a legend will unfold An old tablet was found covered with dirt Encrypted on it, Bronwen's name. Bronwen Cox Hollinger Queen of the Day Below the tablet lay a chamber Some sort of a tomb With paintings on the wall, depicting the Persian doom. The tablet read, There once ruled a queen with emerald eyes Her word was rain to a drought terrain Statuesque was she, the dawn breaker For when the sun set pretty venture on her land Her radiance reflected in the heart of every man Feared and worshiped, a few tales of her glory Said to have defeated hordes and have shown no mercy But the tablet revealed an untold story, That would astonish historians around the world. Bronwen was not just a mortal girl The queen was the savior of our world. Heresies the Persian king Ruled the four corners of the earth Made an unholy pact with a Necromancer. He sort out dark power, the type that consumed the soul Made his essence evil, claimed to devour the world. Spreading his arms like wildfire, the mad king caused In the evergreen world that now transpires. His reign immortal, his stance fierce He dared anyone to challenge his rule Bronwen Queen of daylight, Mother of all men Set out to put this Mad Kings story to an end. Her hair golden illuminated the morale of every alliance soul. Queen Bronwen sliced her way through his unholy breed. Looked Heresies in the eye and she began to read You have been warned darkness, for I am the light Surrender now or take arms. Your reign shall end, directly to the netherworld you will go To face trial for the crimes you've committed. A horrific laugh as the atmosphere festered. Queen of the day, do as you may, for I am a God I'll soon be feeding you to the dogs. Bronwen pulled out a bow, they called it Sunrise It fired multiple arrows like shards of light Pierced through his Daedric Armor, he started to bleed He screamed," Necromancer what does this mean?" Limping his way to Heresies side, the necromancer informed him About the weapon from the sky, it is the truth, it is the light Avoid its volley or be it your plight. Howling in anger, he pulled out his weapon Rushed towards Bronwen and slashed her fair skin. The moon aligned with the sun and the earth Darkness surrounded the land Eclipse the wrecker of light, He called the Scythe The weapon of night This malevolent weapon caused mass destruction. A rapid fire of arrows she fired in retaliation A storm gust of darkness from the necromancer's staff Shielded his sire as they began to laugh. She pulled out two swords from her sundress Aurora and blaze, slice the king's head and end his craze. These mystical swords forged by the Gods Gave her the strength to behead the dark lord. The birds in the sky came out to sing, as the world was bright again The days of darkness officially came to an end. Bronwen Cox Hollinger's tale will always remain A secret of the order of whispers. But to me she will always be the girl who saved me and my world. ..xx.. © 2012 KeeDAuthor's Note
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KeeDMumbai, India, IndiaAboutHey I'm Kee, I'm 32 and work as a journalist in Mumbai, India. I dabble in writing poetry and do it purely to pump out the creative juices in my being. Thank you for stopping by, live, laugh and love .. more..Writing
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