I had a dream last night,
Of a land so bright.
I found a lady there,
Where dreams dare not go nare.

She was beautiful,
Like a Goddess.
She was sweet,
Like Chocolate.

She took my heart,
She took my soul.
Shw whispered her name,
Shw whispered her love.

Her words spoke of her beauty,
Her smile made the picture.
Her touch made the Illiad,
Her breath wrote the Oddessy.

She melted my heart,
Like sand into glass.
She sculpted my soul,
Like glass into art.

She is my star,
Bright as the night's sky.
She is my Angel of Music,
Singing soft words into thine ear.

I fell in love last night,
With the lady I found.
As the sun shone bright,
Our love made us bound.


I have dedicated this poem to the love that I found in Achaea. The Lady in this Dream. Her name is Jesi, her alias is Nala. I love them both for all of eternity.

-Corwen Nostradamus of Cyprus, Warlock Scholar

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Phaestian, in the year 273 AF.