Terciel and Elinor Poem

Terciel and Elinor Created by Launceston College

Your skin glistens in the moon light,
As you wander the empty fields,
Oblivious to those who lay beneath your feet.
Magic sparks off your fingertips like embers,
Striking fear into those terrified of change.
With the weight of the world on your shoulders,

And the stench of death always lingering behind you.
Do you have what it takes to save kingdom,
Or will it crumble at your feet?

Delaney Torlop