Arzil, the modern Epic

[sanmartin]

Here's an Epic that I'm working on, something like the Illiad and Oddysey, and I'm happy with how it came out. Leave some comments, and I'll even post the second part ;) .

ACT I

A boy and a girl lie in a field
But to the glowing stars they are forced to yield
They rise together, hand in hand
From atop the hill, admiring the land
But in the ocean, a mile away
The fire of cannons burn like day
The shining stars are torn asunder
The pair look on in terrified wonder

The night turned red, they are forced to flee
Knowing full well of the threat at sea
Their eyes like rivers that flowed like blood
Their prayers resonated to the stars above

In the dark, they rode hard and fast
Reaching a shed, they stopped at last
Lying together under a wooden sky
The memory of the dead made them cry
The boy, now a man, stood on his tired own
And looked into the woman's eyes, once a girl, eyes that shone
His voice shook, and him much more:
“I will put an end to this war”
He collapsed into her arms, and they wept again
Asking the gods when the death will end

Huddled together, they slept that night
Ready at dawn to continue their flight

The sun had dawned, and again they fled
Leaving behind last night's shed
Fleeing through forest of wood and jungle of weed
The young couple urged on their loyal steed
Stern in the face and hard in the eyes
The young couple had grown to be wise

END

[Charles Darnay]

This is incredible! Great job

[Pensive]

Oh, this is really very good. Keep on writing.

[sanmartin]

ACT II

To a city far inland they fled, away from the strife
In the calm of the Plain lands, they’d begin a new life
The city, with great walls, was invulnerable to attack
And should it be besieged, supplies they did not lack
It had been attempted some times before
For this was not the first time of war

It was surely the bloodiest, and most pointless of all
So what had made the hammer fall?
‘Twas not for land, ‘twas not for ore
So what indeed had caused this unholy war
But no matter, civil blood had been shed
And the nation, for great it was, would avenge its dead
At the gates of Arzica, capital in the east
Warmly they were greeted, on the day of the feast
The couple was lost in the joy, the first in a time
Dropped in together they danced to the chime
But the cannon salute as the king appeared
Brought back that memory, as they feared

In audience with the king, they bowed deep and humble
And at his approach, they began to mumble
Their nerves were tested, and stretched thin
Elios too troubled to begin
The second of the couple chose to speak
But Kristin’s voice was bleak
“My liege, ‘tis grave news we must announce
But… they are difficult to pronounce
Your people on the coast, they have died
Many for which we have cried.
War has begun, and the enemy is near
But we do not wish for you to fear
We offer our service, for there are lives we must avenge”
And so Elios said: “We will fight for revenge”

The king felt grief, like none before
Once again, they were at war
But now, as this war was unjust
He found it difficult to do what he must
But such pain, such sorrow, that this war had caused
It was his duty to avenge those who life had lost
He looked up, and caught the gaze of the pair
He could see, and feel, that painful stare

He rose, and felt his knees shake
He knew what was at stake
His officers, to his left and right, looked grim
They knew what must be done as well as him
The order was sent, the army would move at dawn
They had to engage before long
The enemy had the advantage, for they defended their hold
It was now their turn to be bold

END