Tales of Aeora - Tales of Aeora 1.1

“A poem discovered in Misram in 127 A.D. (After the Destruction)”

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In a land thought unknown, near the Elysian Grove,

there lived a half-mortal named Medeva, and

‘though her husband forbade it, she practiced strong magic —

kept a collection of spells on her walls

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wrapped up in scrolls, bound in thick leather tomes,

secrets that had been forbidden,

indexed according to author’s last name, the archivist

kept them locked and well-hidden

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— words of a prince who led Valentian ships,

recollects the rites of a priestess,

who carried on-board a metaphorical sword,

prayers to the weather and east wind

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— tales of a people who lived in steel cities,

written down by authors unnamed,

revealed the secrets of gods they worshipped,

now dead, Medeva watched over their graves

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(lost mages’ magic, calculable madness,

Medeva prepared to conquer,

and though there were skeptics who doubted

their existence

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she knew they were real by her visions),

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their poems by Kemetians,

the songs of their heavens,

the mouths of their angels in chariots,

her scrolls had been filled with a divine set of skills

passed down by a collection of ancients —

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the man she wed known as Jason

the Dread, a member of the Society of Alchemists,

believed her magic was a fool's task, an errand,

passed down from dead preachers of treason,

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so they scoured the house, searched for hours and found

a door veiled by a sky-blue woolen rug

spun in a circle and woven in the center — a medallion

from a story the bards sung.

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(what if they’d known of that secret legend,

would they have recognized a warning to turn

around? known of that violet iris blooming inside

a diamond studded silver crown?)

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but some know nothing of Mystery,

of that which resides in the Unknown,

and therefore will fail to discover the source

of that which calls out from their bones.

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Alchemists entered her chambers,

silently passed through the halls,

hoped that soon they’d discover

the secrets and shelves on her walls.

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Behold, every room they came to

they discovered the door was unlocked,

but each had been emptied and abandoned,

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turned out Medeva had gone and run off…

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not a single book she’d forgotten,

not even a single line,

knew she must have taken them with her

— this future, she had divined —

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they turned with hopes to catch her

but the door behind them barred,

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the system had been rigged so

they wouldn’t make it far.

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Those halls were made of granite, they knew of no escape;

realized long before they got there, she chose to seal their fate.

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