Author's note: So, it's been a while since I've written anything, and this is the best I can do for now. Also, it's been a long while since I've studied grammar and rules and everything, so I'm not sure this is a good form of poetry. Even this fic is more like companion for a fic I'm planning (which will be a full story, not like this). I'll still appreciate any input, though
DISCLAIMER: I won't be writing fanfiction if I own Merlin
THE DARK SORCERER
There once was a ritual, the vilest and darkest of them all
For it asked for a sacred sacrifice, a child of seven years age
But, not all children is sacred, and this magic asked for a specific child
A prince of noble blood, and loved by magic, most of all
A Dark Sorcerer found this ritual, and seeks its prize
As he read its ways within the Forbidden Says
"I want it," he thought, the reward the ritual would bring
He does not feel for the child he would sacrifice
The Dark Sorcerer bristled, his thought whirled
As he searched for the child, who is impossible to exist
Magic does not love, nor does it hate
It is simply a tool, used for man's sake
Then, a Seer foresaw, the arrival of a great king
Who will unite this land, man and sorcerers alike
He, who will be the Once and the Future King
Will be loved by magic, and humans alike.
The Dark Sorcerer smiled, his glee uncontained
"Who is this king, this Once and the Future King?"
But the future is distant, and the Seer cannot yet see
"He is not yet borne, perhaps in another years"
The Dark Sorcerer frowned, but he can wait
For the prize will be great, grand in its means
It will worth the wait, the magnificence it will bring
The Absolute Power, he thought with delight