{"id":415,"date":"2025-07-28T07:00:02","date_gmt":"2025-07-28T12:00:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dreaminginplot.com\/MainBlog\/?p=415"},"modified":"2025-07-21T18:25:32","modified_gmt":"2025-07-21T23:25:32","slug":"knight-of-the-fairy-wood","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/dreaminginplot.com\/MainBlog\/2025\/07\/28\/knight-of-the-fairy-wood\/","title":{"rendered":"Knight of the Fairy Wood"},"content":{"rendered":"

The darkness always comes, but the light always rises to defeat it no matter how long the night between.<\/em><\/p>\n

Fairies dance within the wood
\nGuarding right and growing good,
\nAnd when their wicked fall away
\nThe fairies mourn from dusk to day.<\/p>\n

In that mourning in the night
\nThe fallen come to bring the blight.
\nThe woods they darken, bleak and still;
\nNo longer friend, poised to kill.<\/p>\n

Yet some there come with hope held high
\nA noble face raised to the sky.
\nCourage to strengthen a youthful soul
\nInto the woods with lofty goal.<\/p>\n

A sword is clamped tight in his fist,
\nAs he steps into the mist.
\nA fire burns within his soul
\nAnd lights his way to his goal.<\/p>\n

The watchful foe nips at his heel
\nAnd tempts him long with woe and weal,
\nBut still he treads his measured way
\nAnd brings the dawn that starts the day.<\/p>\n

Yet still he plumbs the darkest night
\nWhere ebon king rules by might.
\nThere bleakest foes gathers long
\nAnd snares and traps hinder long.<\/p>\n

But long at last shall come the light
\nAnd wicked king shall face his plight.
\nThe shining warrior strong and good
\nReturns the joy unto the wood.<\/p>\n

Fairies dance and fairies sing.
\nThey sing their praises to a rightful king.
\nAnd should you find their court ere long,
\nYou may be asked to join their song.<\/p>\n

Knight of the Fairy Wood<\/em> copyright \u00a9 Heather Strickler 2025 all rights reserved.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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