Heather Alexander Vrondi's Eyes
A mage rode forth from Karse one day, a-fleeing for his
life
He bore his staff beside his ancient sword and jeweled
knife.
He made a camp with in a grove where much to his
surprise,
A drift upon a sea of mist he saw a thousand eyes.
Eyes, white unblinking eyes
As blue as the sky.
No mage can pass our borders
And escape the Vrondi's eyes.
A dark and wicked sorcerer who'd made a bloody pact
Came on a sleeping holding and the folk, there in
attacked.
No sooner did he weave his spell and roused their
anguished cries
Then all but once he felt the glare of disembodied
eyes.
Eyes, white unblinking eyes
As blue as the sky.
No mage can pass our borders
And escape the Vrondi's eyes.
A witch of doubtful breeding and a crude eclectic taste
Fled from the executioner’s across the trackless waste.
But Valdemar was aware that witch quite suddenly grew
wise,
She cursed the day she felt those unrelenting eyes.
Eyes, white unblinking eyes
As blue as the sky.
No mage can pass our borders
And escape the Vrondi's eyes.
So if you deal in magic better watch your step my
friend,
There's risk for you in Valdemar which you can't
comprehend.
The Vrondi search for magery, they are the Heralds'
spies
And nothing can elude their vigilant, un-resting eyes.
Eyes, white unblinking eyes
As blue as the sky.
No mage can pass our borders
And escape the Vrondi's eyes.
Eyes, white unblinking eyes
As blue as the sky.
No mage can pass our borders
And escape the Vrondi's eyes.
