The Beast of Xy

I sit and watch from the forest edge,

for a sweet young maiden, I spy.

I am the one they all dread.

I am the creature of Xy.

The dwarves they all fled.

No more of their souls could I eat.

I found on human virgins I have fed.

So, those sweet things I now seek.

I take my prize, young maiden,

back to the old dwarfish fortress high.

From my night of raidin’,

I take her to the Crystal Vault of Xy.

I taunt her and molest her foul.

Until she screams in rage.

Then I seal her in a crystal,

using magic from a tomes page.

With all the other Crystal Maidens,

arranged and positioned with care.

All hope for them was fadin’,

as they felt the raw power flare.

Within the room, one older Crystal Maiden unused.

I had used her all up, no more fuss.

When I undid the spell, she and the crystal unfused.

In an instant, the girl aged and turned to dust.

Now the other Maidens know their fate.

And in each, there burns a deep hatred.

I take this dark energy great,

and make this power my daily bread.

One hundred ragin’ virgins.

A power beyond all compare.

To feel such power surgin’,

Challenge me, who would dare?

I take what I want.

Each girl now a prize.

My power I flaunt,

stay away if you are wise.

So came the day,

Sir Mark and the Lady Kim were to wed.

The Beast of Xy stole Kim away,

Sir Mark swore to have the Beast's head.

Sir Mark donned his enchanted mail,

a sheath of steel on a stout frame.

When held high, Sir Mark’s sword would wail,

be afraid for I’m Evil’s bane.

Sir Mark went to the Fortress of Xy,

To exact his revenge.

He was going to make this beast die,

and bring it to its end.

Through an open portcullis burst,

one dozen Orcs fat, and grunting.

Sir Mark hacked the wave that came first.

The rest turned and started running.

Fast before the portcullis fell,

Sir Mark sprang into the stronghold.

Inside he heard a vile war yell,

and met an Orc immense and bold.

With the first clash of cold steel swords,

the Evil’s Bane began to sing,

“Prepare to meet your puny Lords,

for we are The Curse of Evil Things.”

With a loud yell, Sir Mark brought down,

the Evil’s Bane in one mighty chop.

The Orc’s sword burst and hit the ground,

the Orc died in one solid lop.

The rest of the Orcs watched in dread,

for their Hero’s death was stunning.

Fearing that they would be next dead,

they turned and commenced a running.

As Sir Mark walked in hallways dark,

crystals within the walls would glow.

For he possessed a Noble Heart,

and the Fortress responded so.

For it was Love the Fortress felt,

between Lady Kim and Sir Mark.

Yet, it was still too sick to melt,

the grip on its own Crystal Heart.

Sir Mark burst in the Crystal Vault,

at the ready, he held his Sword.

This evil cycle he would halt,

a battle in an endless War.

The Evil’s Bane flashed with a light,

that was bright and pure as the Sun.

This left the Beast without its sight,

and an Evil Hex back it flung.

When this Hex hit the Evil’s Bane,

the Sword repulsed the corrupt Spell.

This force Sir Mark could not contain,

and from his grasp, the blade fell.

Hearing the clatter of cold steel,

on the unyielding crystal floor.

The Beast knew this sword it must steal,

or the foul Beast would live no more.

It threw a spell that snatched the blade,

and held it high from Sir Mark’s hand.

Within a crystal the Beast made,

it fused the Sword to the Vault grand.

The Evil’s Bane was out of play.

To the Chamber’s top, it was bound.

The blind Beast saw not the Light Ray,

nor the glowing walls all around.

Sir Mark was suspended in the air,

when the Beast’s hand made a motion.

It thrashed Sir Mark without a care

and threw him down, bruised and broken.

The Lady Kim could feel Sir Mark,

as he lay battered in the room.

With all the love in her pure Heart,

they melded as he faced his doom.

The still blind Beast saw not the light,

that in the chamber glowed intense.

The Beast thought it had won the fight,

and was going to end this grievance.

And from the Lady Kim’s Deep Love,

a new Essence was born that day.

A ray of white light from above,

shown on Sir Mark in an odd way.

Around Sir, Mark colors shimmered,

and it was a new shape that was formed.

While the mad Beast seethed and simmered,

a strange spectacle was performed.

Sir Mark became a Dragon White,

yet, the blind Beast had not a clue.

Now would come the end of this fight,

and the Beast would pay what was due.

With a spell, the blind Beast reached out,

to grab Sir Mark by his frail throat.

The Dragon's neck left little doubt,

that it would not be simply broke.

The Beast was slashed with one great Claw,

dark blood gushed from gaping wounds.

The Beast was stunned and filled with awe,

for it was now time to meet its doom.

It pleaded for its vulgar life,

as so many had done before it.

The Dragon ended the fight,

when the Cleansing Pyre was lit.

The vile Beast’s skin flashed in the flame.

Its form stood for a time as ash.

Within the hot blaze, the end came,

when there was, nothing left at last.

Brilliant colors swirled all around.

The room was filled with a strange sight.

The fair Lady Kim was unbound,

and fourscore maidens formed in the light.

The final score, if freed, would die.

They stayed within the Crystal Heart.

This noble White Dragon of Xy,

changed back to the brave Sir Mark.

Lady Kim and Sir Mark embraced.

Their lips met in a burning kiss.

The Fortress changed from Evil’s Place,

to one of Happiness and Bliss.

A Beast that spread Woe and Hatred,

to the World with the Sun above.

Could not have anticipated,

a Victory by Goodness and Love.

Sir Mark became a Noble King,

his true Love he always stood by.

The Lady Kim became the Queen,

together they rule over Xy.

Deep within the new Crystal Heart,

the Last Score of Crystal Maidens,

made the Evil’s Bane into a part,

of a Mighty Mystic Haven.

Occasionally in the Blue Sky,

a pair of Dragons can be seen.

It is the King and Queen of Xy,

ridding the Land of Evil things.