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Battle Mage Samuel of the Heath (#4105)

Owner: 0x4a64…342c

The Geomancer

I speak of Samuel of the Heath, a geomancer so grand,

Who ventured deep into the unknown with his own two hands.

He thought to wield the power of the earth, to heal and to protect,

But he was met with a bitter lesson, to be kept in check.


The mystery of magick Samuel found deep in his family's mine,

Where runes were carved within the walls, the secrets they did shine.

He read and studied them each day, seeking to unlock their might,

And soon he found his power grew with each passing night.


He practiced the magick inside the mine, 'neath the earth and its core,

Where no one else could hear him chant or see what he had in store.

But soon enough his newfound power began to take its toll,

And Samuel felt that something dark was lurking in his soul.


He used his newfound power over earth to turn stone to gold,

To make himself a fortune and a life of wealth untold.

But soon he found his greed had grown beyond his control,

And the dark magick called out for something of a toll.


He thought that he could use the magick as he pleased,

But little did he know its secrets it would not appease.

For every coin he made from stone, another piece of him was lost,

Until finally one day the magick controlled him at any cost.


He thought to master the magick and bend it to his will,

But soon he found himself enslaved, with no time to stand still.

For even when he tried to stop, the power within him churned,

Until the day his mind was lost and his fate was finally earned.


The voice whispered in his ear "Dig deep Sam" and he could not resist,

So deep into the ground he went and the truth he could not miss.

The magick was far too powerful, and the cost too great to bare,

It drove him mad and deep into the earth, his own final lair.


He tapped into the unseen force and cast his spells with glee,

But he failed to understand the source, and so his fate would be.

For as he grew in power and pride, his sanity did wane,

Until the day he finally went mad, the cost of his gain.


We must remember this man's fate, and learn from his mistake,

That power must be used with care, and not for our own sake.

For the cost of magick's misuse is far too high to pay,

It can take away our reason, and drive us far away.


So heed this warning dear friends, and be sure to take your time,

For even the geomancer, who thought to know it all,

Lost himself and his mind.


It is said that Samuel still lies in his tomb,

Deep in the ground where he fell,

His hands clasped around the gold he made,

His fate now a dark tale to tell.

Entered by: 0x4a64…342c and preserved on chain (see transaction)