this causes Nyber gleeFor the dark time has its colors
Only fierce Dragonsight can see.
This brave wizard has learned much
But not quite enough just yet
For he’s young and Elven foolish still
To think wild Hesper is just a pet.
Hesper has some secret plans for him
A quiet hope he doesn’t yet know
His education is not quite finished
There are some new places he must go.
He must invade a dark oak wood
And therein seize a forbidden prize
There is a cruel wizard war before him now
Of twisted magic, fire, and lies.
For sweet Hesper is an elven princess
Cursed now to be a dragon is she.
Yet Nyber’s true heart can save her
If only the truth he will see.
For centuries she’s been cursed like this
Cursed of form and face.
Torn from her castle of rare purple stone
Her soft bed of saffron lace.
How Hesper had cried out to her people
Tried so hard to say just who she really was,
Yet elves do not speak as dragons speak
And evil is as evil does.
Her dear father knew her not,
Her loving mother was deceived just the same.
They could only see a strange dragon fierce
With turquoise scales and a royal blue flame.
The Elven kingdom turned upon her,
With cruel arrows, sword, and spear
Unknowingly attacking,
Their own Elven princess dear.
The dark, twisted one who did this,
Leered down from a craggy peak.
Sending forth his winged minions,
A rare blue dragon he now would seek.
A black dragon covets this fine Elven girl,
Of rare form and face so fair.
An ancient one, of great magic and force,
Will’s princess Hesper to grace his lair.
The wicked changeling spell he sent forth,
Was most powerful and true.
It shaped shifted a sweet princess into a dragon,
With pretty scales of turquoise blue.
Yet a changeling spell can only work,
With what a person carries within.
He had not counted on her silver soul,
Nor a fine heart that held no sin.
He could never have known her new made form,
Would fly as swift as light.
He had no idea that her pure, strong heart,
Would never give up the fight.
On that cruel day Hesper lost her parents.
Her castle, lands, and people too.
How she has missed her rare purple castle,
And her soft bed of saffron hue.
She lost her world and all she loved,
On a cruel spring day long ago.
These are the secret things brave Nyber must hear,
Of the black dragon, brave Nyber must know.
For this brutal dragon’s name is Bracken,
His cruel minions are many and bold.
He stalks sweet Hesper every night,
With dark magick from a time of old.
Yet Hesper has found some safety,
Within Nyber’s protected, forested, glen.
She hopes this young wizard will be strong,
When great Bracken finds her again.
Young Nyber is an Elven prince,
Yet the ancient wizard way he’s sought.
Now far from his unbending people,
Many new lessons he’s been taught.
And Hesper can see Nyber’s heart,
As all pure of heart can do.
Nyber’s true heart is a heart of burnt gold,
And her heart is untamed sky blue.
She could not help but fall in love,
With one so warm and kind.
She hopes he will return her love,
When he completely knows her mind.
Yet love or not, she will run no more,
The time has come to stand and fight.
She has made some friends and allies strong,
She will face great Bracken’s might.
She must win back her form, so she can be,
The fair princess she was born to be.
She must somehow defeat great Bracken,
And find a secret, guarded, oak tree.
Around which there is a silver cord,
And a wondrous silver jar.
From this trap she must free her true form,
If her brave wizard can fight that far.
Once the magick jar is cracked the wicked
