The Lilt had been started ages ago by a group oPf people who also wished to share the wonders they had discovered in nature and life with others. They, too, felt it was their duty to their King to help inspire and impassion the masses.

In Lilt there was an odd group of people known as Ezra Starbright, Layla Managhan, and Blake Matthews. These three were as different as Lifesong's young trio and just as talented. For, wherever they went they saw beauty and strange ideas which inspired them to write poems and sonnets that tugged at even the coldest person's heartstrings.

Ezra loved those long ballads of war and was a perfectionist if there ever was one; Blake, filled to the brim with pure emotion, loved his sonnets which could be (and sometimes were) inspired by a blade of grass; and Layla wrote from the heart, always changing the type of poem to match the emotion and feeling of the piece.

They inspired many to do good and others to appreciate the freedom they were lucky enough to be born with. Little did they know it, but the King read every essay, article, book and poem written by his people and he often read theirs with such a pleasure that they would never dare to believe.

The poets saw in this time of war, when the soldiers and the people grew steadily weary, it was best to write uplifting works. These poems gave strength to the warriors and hope to the people. But, when you are tired and angry, how easy it is to lash out at others and the soldiers felt spiteful towards the poets who wrote of the hardships of battle, yet had soft limbs and whose only scars came from falling down a few steps on a staircase! Thus, when they were feeling depressed and alone they would forget the good that came from the poets' quills and, instead, complained about the 'pathetic poets that didn't truly know what war was.'

"What do they know of life and its difficulties?"