An Elves' Tale
Softly,
in a moonlit meadow
A Heartstone was laid
Borne from a shooting star
Faintest whisper from the trees,
was heard on the breeze
The moonglow...
A legend from long ago
Softly...
Elves,no one knew..
where they came
For the Heartstone,
amongst the trees
The moonglow
A single touch from the Heartstone
Curious eyes revealed
A strange glow,
lit up the elves
Enchantment,
it will bestow
They carried it many miles
Through trees and forest wood
Through mountain snow
Closer to the mountain,
the strange stone began to glow
Such colour
Such fire
It touched all
The elves,knew not...
yet they understood
Glow it did...
bright...
The elves,
they would bid
Took the stone into the night
Rocks and stones moved,
forming a door
A whispered word,
and the stone was taken
In to the heart of the mountain
All was quiet
Nothing stirred
The first of many eagles came
Circling the mountain
The elves named the strange stone,
with the strange glow
Heartstone
For, all who saw
For, all who touched
Felt the glow,
deep inside
From then on...
They were never alone
Blessed by the thing they called...
Heartstone
The mountain became known
as Heartstone mountain
Why the eagles came,
No one could say,
what was true
Yet deep down,
the Elves and the mountain, knew
The Elves kept the secret many years
they had trust in the Heartstone...
In time..
It would reveal it'self
To all...
King,
Queen,
Faeries
and an Elf!
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