
In the darkness of modern society, three children discover an ancient battle. The battle between frog and toad, becomes a task for the three children in order to survive. Will they or won't they? Poll Question- Should I write a sequel?
Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Drama - Chapters: 2 - Words: 1,590 - Reviews: 3 - Updated: 06-09-12 - Published: 05-05-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3019781
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Okay so this is Amphire the longest poem I've written. It started well, but I'm not sure if it finished well. Please R&R.
We agreed to tell, a story of deceit
Were souls rode the wind and continents would meet
Were continuous trees convicted the sky, of murderous thieves and sickening lies
Our story begins with a child of three
An auburn haired girl, who dared to see,
She ran through the woods with an adventurous heart
Destined for greatness, she would lead to the start
The natives of Amphire, understood her at once
The prophetic child, was the guardian of the hunt
He along, with the sons of natures light
Would grant the land pleasure, and an end to the fright
She returned furthermore, with boys of great soul
One of green eyes, the other of gold
Pursued by darkness, they escaped through the land
With clinging to vines, and scarring of hands
There hope sunk slowly, with the guilt in their throats
But when skylight appeared, they discovered the moat
The castles of brick, as striking as ever
Windows of colour, guards wearing leather
They stopped in their tracks against warty foes
A man of shining armour, with webbed feet and toes
He ordered for question, and stating of truth
Were lies caused conviction, and sarcasm killed youth
The golden eyed boy, in response to this threat
Spat on the ground, and cursed in regret
"Where's your authority, to endanger my friends?"
"Lay down your weapon, and swear to make amends"
The guard dropped his sword, and muttered in pray
That these three children would bring a new day
He led up a staircase, humming song of great sin
And opened the door, to the great prophets of kin
The ladies of fate, all sat in a sphere
Murmuring fortune, for all those to here
"The children of earth, will bring end to our war"
"A battle that age, can highly adore"
"Across from the homeland, the grim king of toad"
"Will lose his kingdom, to emerald eyes ode"
With the last breath, the ladies went silent
Fiddling with cloth, amongst like a tyrant
They kissed each child, with lips of purity
Blessing their souls with entitled destiny
Did they want it, as such, anxiety and pressure?
Yet the hunger for exploration, lessoned the measure
The original guard, soon led them to the queen
Who sat on a throne, a diamond she cleaned
Her majesty pointed off into the horizon, to the valley of evil souls
Were estranged people left their lives, to achieve dire goals?
She spoke of the coming war, against the two tribes
Were death and slaughter were common, common form of crime
She handed the children, each a symbol of dawn
The daughter of hunt, a bow of great mourn
The golden eyed boy, received a sword of sharp bronze
That had proven its worthy, throughout the aeons
Finally, at last, the son of emerald green eyes
Stepped forward upon the stage, to receive a great prize
A staff of woven ivory, which held a blade of wood
Gifted with the power of fate, the guide to manhood
With this new arsenal, within each of their grasps
They headed out West, to the woods of Empharse
Were ruins of carriages, rusted the hills
And cursed the great forest, with blood of ill-will
There first enemy struck in the dread of midnight
When the children were sleeping without any fright
The toady assassin with hands of jagged claws
Lit the woods burning, adding fire to the war
In distress the three, called upon god
The light the way safely, without a wrong odd
But chance has a test for the children, you see
To idolize there significance, and ability to be
The golden eyed boy drew blood to the man
Who sat there silently without any demand?
Assassin swung his sword, deep into the boy's chest
Who collapsed so suddenly, in tire and rest?
It wasn't long soon, when an arrow entered the assassin's head
Watching him fall to the earth, stone dead
The daughter of hunt, had saved them from strife
And quite so literally, the golden boys life
The emerald eyed boy performed healing odes
To repair the weaken child, with ancient code
The scars and cuts quickly faded away
As soon as the moonlight became the new day
They continued their journey of fame and proof
As only hunt's daughter had shown her truth
Still not laudable were gold and green
Whose entire future, had yet to be seen
They trekked the mountains of Odashi Ridge
With weakened souls, and without privilege
Across volcanic fields, burnt with molten rock
They strung forward, in tune with natures clock
It wasn't long before, you see when golden boys test began
Leaning against a fissured rock, was another toady man
With arms of blistering muscle, and bone
And in his eyes was only ignorance and condone
Golden eye drew his sword and pressed it against the neck
Yet the humble man, still stood slow, murmuring in Aztec
"What do you want, you fiendish frog?"
"Stop staring at me, you worthless dog."
Golden boy charged quite fast, darting in and out
The man again stood straight and then began to pout
It didn't make any sense, why this man was harmless
Yet that didn't matter to golden boy, because his flaw was careless
He had to see the current truth, beyond his gazing eyes
The man was not of wickedness, yet a wanderer near by
It took a moment for golden to realise his immoral
He then stood tall in triumph, apologising for his quarrel
The man then fled without any harm
Yet golden still seemed to be un-calm
His test of strength was a test of good merits
To understand a person's life, should base upon their spirit
Now that both girl and gold had reached their final aim
Emerald eye stood in shock as if he were insane
He had yet to fight or understand, a person based on soul
His test was yet to come so much, before the final goal
Emerald strove forth again, in lead for the first time
His face still handsome and prophetic, amongst the dirt and grime
They decided so, to return back home, to the ancient castle
Were the queen would address them, along with the council
When they reached the ancient castle, in which
They moved so silent and quick
For if there word of arrival spread
They would soon be trampled until they were dead
In dismay Emerald entered, to tell ahead the queen
About his failure, to unlock his true ability to see
The queen sighed and understood, as she knew his time would come
But at the moment the war had suddenly entered full run
Armoured up and away they went, sailing vast ships
The battle was taking place so far, on the island of Valips
The island, dark and grimy, wasn't the place to be
It stunk of rotting flesh as far as the eye could see
Littered with dead bodies, and other things as well
The children wanted to hide, yet the captain rang the bell
A fully fledged army appeared in the steam
With swords of bright red, that settled in scream
The golden eye boy, eager for fight
Ran on ahead, deep into the midnight
Slicing and bruising, the rebels as he went
While the others stayed behind to put up a hospital tent
The girl in distress followed him, due to friendship toward
Circling and shooting as she came, along reciting concord
Emerald eye, with sudden intuition
Opened his staff, in a new position
Out of it came, such a brilliant light
That spread across the island, in powerful might
The steam slowly vanished, back into the sky
Leaving the armies, murmuring why?
"Listen to me, frog and toad"
"We don't have to fight, we can all abode"
"How are we different in any way?"
"Listen to me, I know what I say"
It was no use, as the battle kept going
While emerald kept screaming, in order of showing
Golden eye had reached the kings chair
And prepared for clash, for a new heir
He prepared to lay down the bronze of the head
But was intercepted, by a flash of blood red
The king was dead, and no one knew why?
It seemed to be suicide, yet then why did he cry?
In triumph and unity the armies went home
Revealing the island, at what is should truly be home
A beautiful valley of flowers and trees
A land without anger, yet only insect and bees
The three children stood there, in gasp with the time
So much for a great battle, the kingdom they design
They headed home, sadly, as efforts had agree
And returned their weapons, and yet were free
Why did this quest come to an end?
With ought major triumph, a catchment of amends
Then the queen told them, that that was a test
The original battle was a new quest
The original battle was taking elsewhere
In the land of Con'Celsplar
The children excited hurried outside, and screamed to the sun
A new quest had finally begun
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