Faerie Tend

And would you take them down?

Yah never said a word,

Still you break your mother's heart.

Your brother's shattered stones,

Mark what you cannot hide.

Your father turned his gaze away,

Could you meet his eyes?

...

You would try to make him answer,

You mocked him with your lies.

What friends are these who speak,

With whispers turn away?

To stone you with a glance,

And see not what you say.

...

And the children, your glamour,

Swiftly led away.

For the flaws of their elders,

A tend of souls must pay.

If you do not answer,

This call that you have heard.

Be cursed as a mortal man,

And return then, to the earth.

...

The fair folk have always,

A law they must abide.

A tooth for a tooth,

An eye for an eye.

For taking your brother's life,

An heir to the throne.

A curse your father laid on you,

To walk this world alone.

...

And the children, your glamour,

Swiftly led away.

For the flaws of their elders,

A tend of souls must pay.

If you do not answer,

This call that you have heard.

Be cursed as a mortal man,

And return then, to the earth.

...

And the children, the children,

That you have led away.

For the flaws of their elders,

Their tender souls must pay.

They wander lost, upon the world,

Till you refuse the call.

And all as mortals,

Follow when you fall.


This was largly inspired by Jane Yolen and Adam Stemple's Pay the Piper, so for the sake of argument it probably should be in the Misc. Books section. However, given that Pay the Piper is pretty much a modren day version of Pied Piper of Hamelin, I decided to put it in the Fairy Tales catagory instead.