The Examiner. A Sonnet
The archers wait, the princes dwell, the spirits haunt…
In modern times, the battle goes on
For planet’s fate, for souls, and for fun.
The cavalry – the auditors, their skill;
The guards – beyond the gates of HCO;
The scouts, search for those with able will
And arm them with the weapons of their own.
But what of those who keep the magic live?
Who pass the skills and truth of every journey? -
They hold the flying fortress yet afly,
And log the floating arrows in a journal.
She smiles and looks, with presence most exemplary,
She’s Isabelle - magician, and Examiner…
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