Lysaer and Arithon

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Golden hair, and hair of black,
A thousand years upon your backs,
A cursed hatred rules
Your hearts and minds.
Now that you are on this track
There'll never be a going back,
And if you ever meet again, you'll die.

There are many hopes and tears,
With the passing of the years,
And soon you'll learn,
Immortal eyes can cry.
And true love will bring you pain,
But you risk it, yet again,
Hoping that Ath's grace will not deny.

Pursued again and then you flee,
You fight on land and over sea,
Though dark and fire
They are your gifts of birth.
And no matter how you try,
There is the curse you can't deny.
The gaes came from far beyond this earth.

December 8, 1998

Lyrical prose and a refined eye for magic and she paints her own covers. Do you read Janny Wurts?