To the heart of the forest
Where the Faeries are found,
But this journey is treacherous,
In the graveyard of Wizards,
Where Kings have been downed,
Beyond deep lakes of glass,
Where the moonbeams rebound,
Through corals of corpses,
Where the cavalryās drowned,
Then turn east where the Spider Queen
Where her lovers are bound,
Watch out for her Handmaidens,
Make haste! but no sound.
In the strands tightly wound,
Where a king will be crowned,
Screams shudder the webs,
As her guests gather round.
youāll soon reach the mist,
Made of pustules and cysts,
An acid green dreamscape,
Where the vines creep and twist,
By the ankles and wrists,
Your a gift for the Serpent Queen,
Indulge, or her tendrils will only persist,
To drag you down to her nest,
Beneath an ocean of vipers,
Spare your arrows and fists.
Sheās the only way though,
Instead spare her some kindness
Then sheāll reward you with passage,
And youāll always be missed.
The next trial awaits you,
To the crystalline gardens,
That brings Lords to their knees,
For the Hornet Queens nest,
Sits up high in the trees,
Where she hums her sweet melody,
Luring all that she sees.
Youāll stare up and freeze,
Then her ladies in waiting,
Who meet all their decrees,
Will find you, and sting you,
The third, stings the heart,
And your organs will squeeze,
As your lungs fill with rubies,
You'll rupture with opals,
While her Amethyst roses,
Try no bargains or pleas,
Plug your ear with some wax,
Thatās why hornets hate bees,
Then play your best song,
Just strum on your strings,
If the Queen sheds a tear,
Then youāll go as you please,
But don't dally, push forth,
So hereās your last test,
Across the Desert of Pain,
Where the Scorpion Queen waits,
And observes with destain,
Bones ground down to dust,
Making dunes of the slain,
In this pearlescent wasteland,
Youāll find nothing humane,
But I implore you, refrain.
For to cross her dominion,
That youāll never regain.
As you fall on her stinger,
And feel your heart drain,
Turns to bleach in the Vein,
Make the moonlit sand crimson,
And youāll never again,
Let your mind become callous,
And your words be profane,
And sheāll release you,
where youāll carry her reign,
Go forth and hurt others,
Where your souls just a stain,
So this will be your bane,
If you donāt take her bargain,
The Queen shall not abstain,
From breaking your bones,
Till your nothing but grain,
And youāve truly displayed,
That none could dissuade,
No more trials to endure,
In the heart of the forest,
You discovered our Glade,
The fruit of your hardships,
And the choices you made,
As the music surrounds you,
Then the forest lights up,
And your hardships repaid,
Who have come to persuade,
You to join in there party,
And step through the fade,
Where thereās beauty and music,
Your out of the woods now,
We have come to your aid.
We heard when you prayed,
We saw you swim through the lakes,
Crawl though webs in the shade,
Heard the music you played,
We saw what you sacrificed,
A wish for the traveller,
And you never once strayed,
A reward for your pilgrimage,
Itās a gift! not a trade!
I just want to get laid!ā
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