Weaving the Threads

by Fox the Writer

Sticks and stones may break bones, but poems can thread tales from heart and head. This is a series of poetry dedicated to the Henry Stickmin series featuring the many characters of the video game stage - the stars, the supporting cast and the bit players. Enjoy the show! Now starring: a hero and his steed!

34. Seeds of Order, Reaper of Freedom

Seeds of order sown into the clan.
Now that HE has left in the night,
Freedom is reaped, par for the Toppat plan.

Needless destruction is a ban;
Honor, class and perfect crime take flight -
Seeds of order sown into the clan.

Formerly his right hand man,
I rejected the rank and pitched a fight;
Freedom is reaped, par for the Toppat plan.

I think up a design with a large wingspan;
Something he could scarcely dream of, no creativity or sight.
Seeds of order sown into the clan.

The globe fears us, nothing less than -
Unsurprising, but his influence still leaves its bite.
Freedom is reaped, par for the Toppat plan.

But I can lead us out, yes I can!
I will write our name in the stars and reach a new height!
Seeds of order sown into the clan;
Freedom is reaped, par for the Toppat plan.

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A/N: What you plant is what you grow! And the leader of the Toppats knows this well in this villanelle (check out chapter seven "Vendetta" for more information on this poetry form). I admit I had considered using this poetry form with the chief before, but I kept putting it off because I couldn't quite find the right starting point for him. Man has a lot of substance to him. Eventually I focused on his thoughts regarding Terrence - what the former leader did, the chief's thoughts on Terrence's actions and leadership skills (or what little there was), and how those actions left a scar on the mustached man's psyche. Terrence has sown a lot of bad seeds in his time and unfortunately, what he reaped ate him like a Venus flytrap.

Enjoy!