The Unicorn

• Posted by Cinae March 30, 2016 - 896 views

                         There rode on hunt
                         a follower of Hicine, and one of Kyne
                         and each said to the other
                         that the weather sure was fine.
  
                         The huntress of Kyne
                         was a legend with a bow
                         and of the hunter of Hicine
                         this could be said, also.
   
                         They rode on in the month of Rain’s Hand
                         when the chill had flown
                         when with buds and sweet winds
                         Kyne’s grace to all was shown.
  
                        So, with fair and far aim
                        many beasts they killed that day
                        and both hunter and huntress
                        were happy with their prey.
  
                        At last, the rode into a grove
                        and came across a gleaming unicorn
                        and the hunter of Hircine said,
                        I will kill that beast, and take its horn!
  
                        The huntress of Kyne
                        looked in wonder and delight
                        and thought that surely it had
                        been given Kyne’s sacred wind and light.
  
                       She spoke to the hunter of Hircine, and said,
                       put down that arrow, stay your hand
                       for what if it is the last
                       of its kind in all the land?
  
                       Well, if it is the last of its kind
                       he said, then that’s a fine prize
                       and if I take its horn
                       I will find favor in my lord’s eyes.
                      
                      At first, the huntress said nothing for
                      she was abhorred
                      that he would kill the unicorn
                      just to please his lord.
  
                     At last, the huntress of Kyne said
                     let’s make of this a fight
                     and whoever draws first blood
                     is the one who is right.
  
                   They were legends, both of them
                   not just with bow, but shield
                   on they fought with swords
                   but neither drew blood or would yield.
  
                   They said to each other
                   let’s part this way as friends
                   we’ll leave the unicorn for now
                   but together we will not hunt again.