A/N: This was just an idea that popped into my head. The poem is set a few hundred/thousand years after the rising of the Golden Sun; take your pick at which setting you want. ^^ This is the sister poem to my GS one-shot titled, "Living Legends". If you'd like, please check it and tell me what you think. I'll greatly appreciate it. :)
I'll let you read the poem now. After disclaimer. XP
Disclaimer: I don't own Golden Sun. Camelot owns that so awesome game. (I wish I owned it, but don't all of us GS fans? xD) I own this poem. And the rest of my poetry and fanfiction.
Please enjoy.
Living Legends (Poem Version)
The name is whispered with a quiet terror,
shadows ghosting off of fear-filled eyes.
Nobody speaks above the murmured voice
who's filling the site with truths and lies.
The foremost man leans forward a slightest
to let suspense weave darkness in his tale.
The fire can't chase away the sudden chills
that crawl and claw upon the men that pale.
"I hear he died upon the mountain."
He points upwards toward the shining sun.
"He was demonic, cloaked in icy pow'r.
None challenged him and won- no one."
His whispered voice quiets dramatically,
his audience entranced with awe and fear.
"The very path he walked upon was cursed,
and Death itself fled when he fell near.
His hair was the shade of Mercury's ice,
and his eyes the bane of all that walked.
His very gaze froze your heart and soul,
the courageous dying with those that balked."
A fair-faced figure joins to listen,
drawing his cloak closer to ward fear's chill.
The speaker continues, "Even the sun,
those eons ago, was coerced to his will.
Acquiring everlasting life,
the demon somehow lost to Death.
Weyard swallowed up the now-cursed peak.
Now gone, we pray he never regains breath."
The shadows shift as the speaker stills,
light returning to revive the fold.
The tale complete, the figure smirks and leaves.
Alex loves to hear his legend told.
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A/N: It's not my best (the flow and rhythm and stress meter could've been better), and I had some rhyme block, but it turned out okay. I was mostly playing with a theme idea, and I half-considered writing free verse while I was writing this, since I appeared to be conflicting between writing this is prose or poetry, lol. I wrote this before the one-shot, and the latter might've come out a little better with what I was trying to portray. What do you think? Any opinions on this matter? Comments?
Oh yeah. That was Alex at the end, lol. He survived Mt. Aleph, and since he had near-immortality/immortality through the Golden Sun, he's still around to hear the legends about his legacy. That's basically all that this is about. xD Please tell me what you think!
Please R&R!! Thanks!!