The Tale of Elyndra’s Riddle

Verse 1

By the still mere where moonlight weeps,

Fair Elyndra her lonely vigil keeps.

With beauty born of shadow, dew and light,

She calls each wandering soul into the night.

Verse 2

Her voice like silver water, cold and clear,

A riddle falls from lips you lean to hear.

"What walks on four legs at the break of day,

On two at noon in proud and bold array,

And three legs when the golden light grows grey?"

Chorus

Speak thy truth or face the fire,

Sink thy lies into the mire.

Elyndra sees what burns within,

The soul laid bare — its light or sin.

Verse 3

If kindness flows like rivers through thy breast,

And gentle words have always served thee best,

Then rise and walk the moonlit path with grace,

For Elyndra shall bless thee on thy way.

Chorus

Speak thy truth or face the fire,

Sink thy lies into the mire.

Elyndra sees what burns within,

The soul laid bare — its light or sin.

Bridge

Woe to the false, the cruel, the vain, the sly,

Who dress their rot in honeyed tongue and lie.

Her emerald eyes shall pierce thy hollow soul,

And pull thee under where the black waters roll.

Verse 4

But if thy heart be cold as buried stone,

With greed and bitter poison overgrown,

Then into quagmire shalt thou surely fall,

And nevermore shall hear the morning call.

Final Chorus

Speak thy truth or face the fire,

Sink thy lies into the mire.

Elyndra sees what burns within,

The soul laid bare — its light or sin.

Outro

By the still mere where moonlight weeps...

Elyndra guards what silence keeps...

Spoken

"This tale was woven by DiscoPrincess — Royalty of the Night"