473. Crysantos Poem by Jaden Knight

When she was born they called her Crysantos
a centaur warrior princess both fair and just
destined to take charge of the herd
and ruler of the woodland country of Arbor

Her eyes are blue in colour
brought out by her waistcoat of flowers and leaves
a crown of oak branches rest on her
long dark hair
her damaged tail is said to be her only flaw

She loves to wander the woods singing
but is gifted at politics and the bow
many creatures seek to ask for her advice
and she gives it without hesitation

her gentle voice attracts creatures to watch
even the birds will stop to listen
it instils peace in everyone who hears it
soothing their worries for a time

Soon Crysantos will marry and become a queen
but nothing will change her gentle heart
her name and history will become legend
and as long as she lives and rules
her land will only know peace