More poetry corner: A quest

Into the wood she goes

Trying desperately to find her brother

There will be perils along the way

At least that is what she was told by her lover

She suspects that he was taken in the night

By a fearsome witch

She believes he was only taken

Because he was rich

“Why must he be so naive”

She groaned aloud

But little did she know

Someone heard this sound

A goblin deep in woods

Took this little tater

And stored it away

In case he needed it later

She walked for days and nights

Stopping only to eat

And on the third day

She realized her quest would be incomplete

She had nothing to fight with

No sword, nor axe, nor bow

All she had with her was some water and money

The latter of it was used long ago

As she wondered how she would save her brother

She stumbled upon a monastery

Inside lived a wise old sage

Who had cheeks as red as a cherry

When she asked him for help

He refused passionately

Saying, “I will not help your brother

For he holds the evil key”

“He has a key?”

I asked in surprise

“He always seems to loose them

He ties them to his thighs!”

“That’s idiotic, but back to the subject”

The old sage reckoned

“I do hate the witch, so I will help you kill her”

Into the next room he beckoned

He gave her a killing potion, and a teleportation sword

And told her of their power

Then she teleported to

The barracks of the witch’s tower

There she disguised as a guard

Watching, waiting for the time to strike

Then she realised the witch was waiting for her

To psych

She found an opportune moment

In the witch’s throne room

She threw a killing potion on the witch

And watched witch blood bloom

The witch knew her time was up

So she placed a curse

Right before the girl killed her, saying,

“The longest desert of them all, you will have to traverse.”

She freed her brother, wondering what the evil key in him did

Then a goblin showed up on the throne room

Trying to avenge his mistress

And make a big boom

So he told the brother that she thought him immature

That’s when she learned what the key in him did

He got more and more angry

Then he decided to get rid of her

He advanced on her

The teleport sword in his hand

And he sent her away

To the longest desert in the land

To this day, we have not heard from our dear princess

And her brother killed himself with grief

So it seems we have only sadness

On this small fief.