Into the Woods

Redthorn, where the sylph had been seen
 Slender humanoid beings
 They come to harvest human essence
 the nectar their gods crave
 In belief that one day they will be
 powerful enough to make this realm their slave
 A platoon was sent to investigate the rumours
 Oisin was one, a day dreamer, a believer in the unknown
 His chance to witness magic was now
 Moving through the trees and into the woods
 A voice echoed
 a peaceful symphony of feminine beauty only he could hear
 The others mocked him and they soon disappeared
 Visions of faces merged through the bark, a face in the oak
 Paralyzed by its beauty
 A portal opened and long legs stood through it
 Head to toe in golden garb
 A most elegant figure belonged to these creatures
 The soldiers stand in disbelief of what they are seeing
 Face to face with her
 The one from the oak
 Nothing could ever even come close to the beauty, oh no
 Not human but something more perfect
 Staring into each other eyes
 I never felt alive until her lips met mine
 Into the woods
 That is where I left my heart
 Will I ever see it again?
 A face in the oak took my youth to feed their drooling gods
 Sprinting through the forest holding her hand
 The troops shouted "Traitor!"
 Claiming him a dead man
 Manoeuvring through branch and vine
 A hand of mail reached for Oisin
 "You're mine"
 Light emitted from the trees
 A bright circle engulfed them enabling their leave
 All had turned to white; this is the land of eternal life
 Eternal light
 Not the place of fable
 Where human souls were trapped and used to feed their gods
 But rather a city of miracles
 Where water pumped through its veins at the pace of the seas
 Days merged into years
 Every night she whispered plans of uniting both races
 Everything was perfect
 But homesickness struck his family missed
 With permission to leave he set off on a horse
 But do not let your feet touch the soil of your land if you do
 "You shall never return,
 you'll never come back, you'll wallow in regret"
 He agreed the conditions will be met Gallop my steed
 with wind beneath my feet
 Give me god speed
 Through the light once more, to place less familiar
 Barren. Cold. Alone.
 The walls of his town reduced to rubble
 Two men were working to repair the destruction
 Oisin offered to help.
 Tying brick to move up hill
 When tying the rope his horse
 made a jump causing Oisin to fall
 The air left is lungs and the youth from his form
 Crawling in this frail shape to a puddle
 he sees his reflection confirming his worries
 Into the woods
 That is where I left my heart
 Will I ever see it again?
 A face in the oak took my youth to feed their drooling gods
 Now my flesh rendered to bone
 Cold. Abandoned. Alone.
 "I'll never forgive myself"
 A fool to be used
 A fool to be used for your gods
 "I've been tricked by love
 How many centuries have passed since I've gone?"