Song of Swords

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Stuart McDonald

From the Complete Book of Swords by Fred Saberhagen In this novel, the god Vulcan forges twelve magical swords for mortals to use in a twisted game of the gods. Each sword does different things and each has an identifying white symbol on its black pommel. The Song of Swords helps to identify each sword and gives clues about their nature. Beginning at the bottom and moving clockwise: Who holds Coinspinner knows good odds Whichever move he make But the Sword of Chance to please the gods, slips from him like a snake. The Sword of Justice balances the pans Of right an wrong, and foul and fair. Eye for an eye, Doomgiver scans The fate of all folk everywhere. Dragonslicer, Dragonslicer, how d'you slay? Reaching for the heart in behind the scales. Dragonslicer, Dragonslicer, where do you stay? In the belly of the giant that my blade impales. Farslayer howls accross the world For thy heart, for thy heart, who hast wronged me! Vengeance is his who casts the blade Yet he will in the end no tryumph see. Whose flesh the Sword of Mercey hurts has drawn no breath; Whose soul it heals has wandered in the night, Has paid the summing of all debts in death Has turned to see returning light. The Mindsword spun in the dawn's gray light And men and demons knelt down before. The Mindsword flashed in the midday bright Gods joined the dance and the march to war. It spun in the twilight dim as well And gods and men marched off to hell. I shatter Swords and splinter spears; none stands to Shieldbreaker. My point's the fount of orphans' tears My edge the widowmaker. The Sword of Stealth is given to One lowly and despised. Sightblinder's gifts: his eyes are keen His nature is disguised. The Tyrants blade no blood hath spilled But doth the spirit carve Soulcutter hath no body killed But many left to starve. The Sword of Siege struck a hammer's blow With a crash, and a smash, and a tumbled wall. Stonecutter lay a castle low With a groan, and a roar, and the towers fall. Long roads the Sword of Fury makes Hard walls it builds around the soft The fighter who Townsaver takes Can bid farewell to home and croft. Who holds Wayfinder finds good roads It's masters step is brisk. The Sword of Wisdom lightens loads But adds unto their risk. done in MS paint  


Published More than a year ago

Category Fantasy



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