Guardians For Wizard Hen

I am Oliesh, a guardian.
A guardian of the Mushroom Forest.
It is my job to guard the forest and keep it safe.

I am Hramat, a guardian.
A guardian of the graveyard.
A graveyard so green.
A graveyard so serene.
It is my job to guard the graveyard and keep it safe.

I guard the Mushroom Forest for Wizard Hen.
This forest is important to him.
I don’t question why.
I am a guardian and I will do my job.

I guard the graveyard for Wizard Hen.
The graveyard is sacred to him.
It holds the bones of those he holds dear.
It is here that they were laid to rest.
And they rest breathless and well.
I am a guardian and I do my job.

I am Oliesh, a guardian of the Mushroom Forest.

I am Hramat, a guardian of the graveyard.

I guard the forest and keep it safe.

I guard the graveyard and keep it safe.

I keep it safe for Wizard Hen.

I keep it safe for Wizard Hen.

For it is my job.

It is my job.

And I do it well.

I do it very well.

April Writing Prompts – Putting My Feet in the Dirt

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