Slyhart Prayer of Courage

Oh mighty sword of legend and yore

Your essence draws courage to my core


Long have we ridden betwixt mountain and plain

Through desert, cavern, and forest, yet alive we remain


I feel thy wind at my back as it banishes my sorrow

We venture forth, to bask in adventures on the morrow


Ever churning is your wind within my soul

The passion of a hero burning upon legend’s scroll


Ogres, undead, dragons—and more

They will hear the might of D’wyrm’s roar


Passion, strength, fortitude, and righteousness

Cleaves darkness, shadow, flesh, and wickedness


Woe be to the monster who dares threaten the meek

For my blade will arrive to avenge and seek


From ocean’s horizon to mountain’s zenith

My ship, my wagon, my horse—travels to defeat the behemoth


And when the adventure is done and all is completed

I will return home to my kin to be greeted


And a feast in the people’s honor will be held

To celebrate how the demon’s army had been quelled


But a hero mustn’t rest for long

For evil ever pushes back with wicked song


Oh mighty sword of legend and yore

Your essence is myth, legend, and more


I pray thee to forever remain at my side…

—Saul Slyhart, hero of Atläs


This was a bit of poetry that came to me spontaneously the other day. It’s a limerick from my book, Ethereal Seals book 1: Dragonsblade. The protagonist, Pepper Slyhart often repeats it whenever she feels scared or confused. The poem was composed by her father, a figure she looks up to. Thank you for reading! 




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