Of Deeds Of Aurya Poem by Anu Monduin

Of Deeds Of Aurya



Of deeds of valour speak unto me
Of the great men of old, of the city of gold
Tell what happned clearly to me
Of Aurya the old, the ancient hold

Glorious it was, the city to behold
And the northern wind cold, did unfold
The coming of fate
The harbringer of hate

The city went up in smoke and flame
The people all came to blame
Agalath, the stranger, the augur, the blazer
Tll the people exclaimed in anger

Yet the chosen did leave before the end
Years lost in wander they spent
But Zotis to Orten did show the way
And through Baratca by the pathway

Seven set out, but four remain
Three tribes estranged, and one inane
Sons of Varius, Orten never walked, sons of Varius, justice never got
Aran and Talin were lost and outwalked, Aran and Talin were lost and never sought

Some to the east some to the west
And some to furthest south they pressed
Monduin it was that came to behold
The kingdoms of man in every hold

He traveled long, he traveled far
To the white mountains, and lands afar
Through forest dark, he came at last
To the golden home, the place of past

There he slew Agalath of old
And thus fullfiled what was foretold
And greatest he was of all who came
And like him, there would not be a same

To the lost lands he went
To seek all the hiers he was bent
Bandits fierce and stormy seas he braved
And in Astalia his memory forever engraved

Home of the elder kin, Vedus and Aerin herein
Made their abode therein, after forsaking kin
And now desperate kingdoms they are
And the normal state of things is war

Monduin came to Maeligath
And to him he offered to cut a swath
Through enemies, and those in revolt
And bring all into the fold

Swiftly he went and was the victor
And all came to obey the high kings sceptar
Maeligath at last became High king
Conquest and glory became his thing

So he led an army into Rudesia
And fought with the servents of Chelosia
Then they pressed on and the great host
Finally came to be no more lost

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is still a work in progress, it does contain many names of mythical people and places that I have invented, and is basically a poetic telling of the heroic deeds of Monduin.
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