Daily Archives: May 4, 2019

Caladur…

Never far, nor yet near…

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Ewan, Lord of Fulnay, presided over the Hall of Justice;

stick-stealers, rabbit-snarers, husband-and-wife beaters…

The petty round of misdemeanours had become wearisome in Ewan’s eyes,

yet ever, his steward hovered at his shoulder a moments notice from opprobrium.

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Then, into the hall was fetched a child of seven years,

found abandoned by the road-side.

Apparelled in rich, outlandish, hunting-green,

he spoke a strange tongue which none in the hall could comprehend.

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Lord Ewan sat the child next to him in the hall,

and as he pronounced his judgements he observed the green-clad-one.

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The Lord’s scrutinies were returned through twinkling eyes,

as the child listened intently to all that passed with a wondrous smile,

for to him the now tired process seemed revelatory.

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Lord Ewan’s mind, though, continued to unravel,

his heart heavied, his life and that of his people assumed the form

of an endless, dusty high-way impossible to circumvent.

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Ewan’s decisions suffered, becoming wayward.

The guilty could hardly believe their ears!

His steward was aghast…

The Hall of Justice was cleared.

Lord Ewan was left there alone, with the child…

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