Disclaimer: I don't own anything...I'm so poor
This is an excerpt from The Beedle and the Bard...not spoilers though they come from my noggin
Idylls of a Once Mortal Man
Part One:
A young man came on Camelot
From rolling hills of sweet shallot
With his sword in hand he would trot
On steed so wholly bright
A man of such power and wit
Chain mail ever-so-tightly knit
Under gauntlets, greaves, and helmet
There was the Onion Knight
From the sweet, lovely, country air
To a castle ever so rare
Gray, Granite walls have taken wear
Under the beating light
Arthur's Kingdom was a beacon
Of goodness through the world of one
Towers gleaming in shining sun
Such is the Kingdoms plight:
Fierce falsities plague Camelot
A traitor from the Saxon lot
Our secrets from his mouth were shot
Gave Saxons fell foresight
Though still residing in our walls
We've yet to hear his guilty calls
Hiding finely, soul fill'd with gall
Not like the Onion Knight
And then with a great turn of fate
He was seized at less than slow rate
Showing fear that was not innate
To a place dark as night
He was thrown to a waiting room
Where he'd surely await his doom
These four lightless walls were his tomb
Now wept the Onion Knight
So on the wall he would compose
His epitaph; but just God knows
How he could write all of his woes
On a wall; 'Twas not right
And in his deathbed he did cry
"A man cannot live such as I,
For my Onion grew to the sky"
There wrote the Onion Knight
I believe there are five parts to this tale...so comment...