AN/ This poem was inspired by the story of Beauty and the Beast, but is not fanfiction.
REDEMPTION OF A PUREBLOOD
The tale begins at the peak of night,
T'was dark, no lamp, no sight
Magic grew with thick deception
Giving a chance for human redemption.
The trees whisper of a dangerous threat,
The zither strings create a net
To succumb that which enters it's walls
Fate encloses as darkness falls.
Mystery, oh history, pray speak your name,
Unlock your riddle and end the game
Things are happening, it's so befuddled
Mind is swimming, just so muddled.
Time comes when the weak must be strong,
Let go, just follow the heart song
Hope remains when there is no fear
Find the calling and keep it near.
What was feared is suddenly transformed,
The spell is broken, appearance reformed
No more darkness, only light
No need for lamp, courage is sight.
The riddle is broken
Fate has spoken
The zither's nets tear
Allowing the heart's walls to repair
The human is free of magic
This tale is not at all tragic!