"Come Find Me"

The final poet of Ynysfall

Welcome to a piece of the shard. This is no single tale, but a thousand pieces of one. Each page is a shard, set beside others, until a world begins to take shape.

To piece together the Codex, see here.

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original image Raj Gajendran, Unsplash. Edited by author

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This shard, though brief, seems to contain a message within its lines. I have endeavored without success to construct the full poem, but, alas, tyme has left his mark. Thou gentle reader, forgive, I beseech thee. If you, dear reader, see the meaning hidden, pray come forth to tell.

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"The sound came forth on winter wynds

Last words dryfting, 'Not lost am I.'

'Lord, help,' a voice fades, then abscynds.

Prince lord, the man, his final cry

Survives. 'Come find me…'"

The text torn asunder here. Damage from water and fire.

Scattered words do still appear: Alvar, Tale, Horses, Pyre.

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