This is a disclaimer! Alberich is the property of Mercedes Lackey! So is Kantor, his Companion! (If you haven't read Exile's Honor, you may be confoozled.) This poem is mine! If you take it, I'll sic my muses on you! One's a female human, Scheherezade (and before you ask, she's NOT named after the one in the Arabian Nights) and the other's a male gryphon, Krathnae. He likes hunting. *threatening glare* Anyway, enjoy! (maybe I'll create a poetry not yet) Don't flame me too hard about the syntax-it's hard to mangle, sorry if I didn't get it quite right! Oh- and Sunheart=Havens. R&R! Please! This is my first fic. I intended to do a fanballad of Sun and Shadow first, actually, but I'm having HTML issues.

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Weaponsmaster

Alberich:

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My heart, it breaks

When ride away, I see them

Ones trained, have I,

Home they ride, will they?

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Go, they I see

Companion and Chosen

Whites, earned newly

Skills, they are confident of.

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Help I, but can wonder

See them again, will I?

Taught them, I have

Die they, my fault.

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Death Bell, it tolls

Slip away, I do

With Kantor, am I

For those sent to Sunheart, I weep.

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Grieve, Kantor and I

Alone, silent are we

Well train them, did I?

Then why die, do they?

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Then called, we are

Out come, impassive we

Rock-hard, be us must

No weakness, show we

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Inside, but,

Cry we.

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Ooh! Bonus translation for those unfamiliar with Alberich lingo!

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Translation:

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My heart breaks

When I see them ride away

Ones I have trained

Will they ride home?

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I see them go,

Companion and Chosen

Newly-earned Whites

Confident of their skills

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Can I help but wonder

Will I see them again?

I have taught them-

My fault if they die.

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The Death Bell tolls

I slip away

I am with Kantor

I weep for those sent to Sunheart

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Kantor and I grieve

We are alone and silent

Did I train them well?

Then why do they die?

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Then we are called

Out we come, impassive

We must be rock-hard

We must show no weakness

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But inside,

We cry.

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~Fireblade, muse Scheherezade (who isn't the one in the Arabian Nights!) and muse Krathnae, who is a male gryphon, for the record.