The drums roll, the curtains rise,
Enter the land where the rain has died.
The kingdom of Fraillia is trapped in a drought,
Cursed by a god, they cannot get out.
In the town of Reinveydan, two heroes arise,
Ready to save or meet their demise.
The boy was strong and very fit,
And immense fame, he wanted to get.
The twin sister was beautiful and bright,
But do not be fooled because she could fight.
Riches and power were their dream,
Together they formed a formidable team.
They packed up their gear and left with a hurry,
Into the wrath of the Sun God's Fury.
A towering mountain, where beasts do meet,
Lay the only river that was yet to deplete.
In a lonely cave, the river flowed,
Guarded by a fierce monster, that devours its foes.
The two heroes quickly the mountain did scale,
Carrying only a magic pail.
A pack of wolves was on their heels,
Tragically, one was about to become a meal.
Around the path, all they could hear,
Were the piercing howls that filled them with fear.
The brother shook, the sister screamed,
The sun set down beneath the ravine.
The darkness filled the empty sky,
The siblings needed a place to hide.
The wolves got faster, ready to bite,
The little sister was filled with fright.
A ledge awaited sitting up high,
The duo knew they had to jump through the sky.
The twins awaited to test their fate,
Little did they know that for, the brother, it was too late.
The brother jumped onto soft ground,
He slipped and fell and broke his crown.
His sister was dazed wondering how this could be,
But remembered what her brother said, "continue for me."
The journey was vigorous, but her mind was made,
She entered the cave where the creature stayed.
Hiding in the dark, she waited for her chance,
She ran the beast through with a fallen warrior's lance.
She filled the pail with the magic water,
And headed down the mountain with a trodder.
She came across her brother's grave to pay respect,
While she cried, the sun god plotted what was next.
The sun quickly rose, brighter than ever,
Blinding the sister, which was very clever.
The magic pail slipped from her hand,
And unfortunately emptied itself upon dry land.
The sister with nowhere left to turn, jumped from the ledge,
Joining her brother now that she had fulfilled her pledge.
Little did she know where the water landed,
Grew a river, that quickly expanded.
It spread out its banks and rushed to our land
And freely refreshes each woman and man.
So here lies a statue that may cause a tear
But we honor our heroes who walked without fear
We honor the twins who went up the hill,
Our town's greatest patrons, the great Jack and Jill.