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A book of medium size, bound in plain light leather. Inside it are the words, written in a clear hand, "This book belongs to Topaz."
Sunday, 29 June 2014

MYNA


The demons came to Ryndall, a burning, deadly horde,
and Cenny stood against them -- a valiant rogue is he --
until they all were vanquished, defeated by the sword,
but he was struck by demon-dust, and soon he could not see.
In pain and darkness he was bound, who once was whole and free;
the nimble rogue now groped his way; a sword he could not wield.
But still he smiled and greeted friends and kinsmen patiently:
not every act of courage is upon the battlefield.

Twas only holy Myna to whom his grief outpoured,
as to the gods for healing he prayed on bended knee.
She searched to find a cure for him; she travelled and explored,
then to the temple she returned, most unexpectedly.
And to the Royal Guards she said, "The gods have heard my plea,
so now for me and Cenny let the temple be unsealed,
for what is needed I have found, and it is here with me."
Not every act of courage is upon the battlefield.

"What is it that is needed?" Thus Cenny now implored,
"This ancient ritual will drive the dark away," said she.
Within the inner temple her fervent chanting soared,
and holy power filled the place, and made the darkness flee,
the demon evil burned away like mist upon the sea.
In radiant light they stood -- and Cenny rose up whole and healed,
but blindness fell on Myna as she whispered, "Me for thee."
Not every act of courage is upon the battlefield.

O holy Ben and Cory, who caused the world to be,
behold the cleric Myna, in honor bright revealed!
May Kane bestow upon us all such wondrous bravery:
Not every act of courage is upon the battlefield.



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