Poems of Varsian Lore

[Jason]

This poem is an excerpt from my poetry book, "Poems of Varsian Lore" by Jason P. Hein.

Poems of Varsian Lore is a short book of poetic historical accounts from the fantasy world of the Varsian Kingdom. Each poem starts with an introduction into the lore of the world and flows on with verse and rhyme.




This poem is written of Mt. Tzita by the human explorer Braden Koru who allegedly solved the mountain's riddle and was transported from one side of the mountain to the other in 1997 AC. Legend has it that the mountain is impossible to travel over, or under. Although there is a vast system of underground caves and caverns no one has discovered a way through them. Many have tried to pass over the mountain, few have succeeded. A few have turned back in time to save their lives.

Those who made it through the mountain tell of a voice coming from the mountain and presenting the riddle of this poem. Only by solving this riddle were they able to pass through. They say, however, they can not tell anyone else the riddle's answer for that is the mountain's rule.

Most respect this as little more than a story to hide a safe passage over the mountain and say there is no "Song of the Mountain." However, those who have failed to find safe passage and safely returned, although in ill health, recall a different voice from the mountain... the mountain's battle cry.

"The Mountains Battle Cry."
Through misty pathways comes a trace,
Of subtle dangers old.
Of mystic voices from the face,
In mountains frozen cold.

As howling wind storms twist and turn,
Through icy barren lands.
It's music through the sky will burn,
It's imagery so grand!

It tells a story in it's song,
This frigid mountain's cry.
That all who trespass and do wrong,
Will surely fall and die.

It chants a riddle from it's shore,
Through skies of crystal blue.
And he who solves the riddles core,
Has sanction to pass through.

The mountain sings it's words of thought,
I wrote them down for you.
If solve this riddle you can not,
Then do not dare pass through.

"I am a wall with towers tall,"
"I am a freezing death to all."
"But in my veins the fire stains,"
"Causes snow to run like rains."
"Pass over top you'll freeze and stop,"
"Pass below you'll burn and drop."
"But seconds pass and you see grass,"
"Instead of ice and burning ash."
"There is a face in that place,"
"That has vanished with no trace."
"It once again has never been,"
"Only may you pass within."

When these words are done and through,
If you can solve the heart.
Safe passage there will be for you,
And safely you'll depart.

Fail to find this hidden mark,
A new song will float by.
And you will hear a song so dark,
The mountain's battle cry!