NOVEL NEXT The Dark Lord's Dilemma is Fake
Someone stole my book and ran it through an AI and then published it on Amazon.
What a Silly Goose.
Please consider, with your love for the Dark Enchanted Forest, to please go and NOT BUY THIS BOOK from the dastardly Henry who did this. I want to keep posting for free on RR without sadnesssss.
*I can't believe you've done this* Henry.
Also authors, please check out his other stolen books to see if they are yours. This week a whole bunch of stories got stolen 😔
Your regular chapter will be posted after I edit it.
I can't post this without 500 words so here's another song and lyrics!
You can ask Spotify or YouTube or your music player to play Dragon's Wife by Jaz Laverick. CD MINSTREL FINE.
You (G) say that you have (Em) heard the tales
and (C) rightly so you (D) may
But (Em) I have one that (C) I would love
to (D) sing for you (G) today
I traveled over mountainpass
and through the wind and rain
I stopped in Martha Burry’s Inn
and thought it'd be my last
And sometimes when I tread the peak
I’d hear a quiet sound
that (Em) settled in my (D) wayward ear
and (C) followed me (G)around.
(Em) I am a bard, (C) a wanderlust
and (G)I am made to (D) sing
(Em)Lightfoot and (C) lark hearted
(D)my fingers love the (G)strings
I left the road to follow fast
a whisper, a suggestion
Through the mountainside I came
to ease my song obsession
I heard it in my blood and bones
A thunder in the air
Over jagged rock and stones
into a dragon's laire.
His scales where sterling silver,
tooth and claw a striking white.
His voice was deep and dulcet as
it echo’d in the heights
“Womanling, you’ve left your fire
What did you think to find,
For don't you know, I hunger and
We feast upon your kind.”
I am a bard, a wanderlust
and I am made to sing
Lightfoot and lark hearted
my fingers love the strings
I answered in an honest truth,
It was your voice that called
from through the mountainside I came
i have been clear enthralled
And if I die to hear you sing
My life is better lost
For just one song before I go
It would be worth the cost.
The Dragon laughed and settled down
He sang to me a tune
I couldn't help but hum along
It ended far too soon
“Would that the mountain had a heart,
Would that the wind had breath
If stars could hum, and ocean drum
Such music, light and death.”
I am a bard, a wanderlust
and I am made to sing
Lightfoot and lark hearted
my fingers love the strings
We sang under that pale moonlight
And I bargained for my life
to die or stay forever and
become a dragon’s wife.
I settled in the mountainside
an aria at dawn
the harmony at brightest day
at dusk an evensong
In time I told him who I’d been,
he shared with me his name
But I am a creature of the air
my voice grew soft and strained
With every day I lived I lost
A little off my soul
And so my husband made a choice:
The Dragon let me go.
I am a bard, a wanderlust
and I am made to sing
Light footed and lark hearted
My fingers love the strings
He gave to me a silver gem
Bound fast by a silver chain
He said to keep it by my heart
and there is still remains
The light is on the mountainside
The rumble in the clay
My husband sleeps under the sun
Where a sleeping dragon lay
I hoped that you enjoyed my song
for I'll be leaving soon
Im going home to my own love
To sing a happy tune.
I am a bard, a wanderlust
and I am made to sing
Light footed and lark hearted
My fingers love the strings x2
(final chorus notes)
Em D Em D
G Em D G