It’s a poem I penned to go along with my upcoming book! It expresses the true purpose of the Ruby Sceptre, a royal staff clad in precious crimson stone with a few… supernatural powers.
The Ruby Sceptre
Devoted to none
Shattered to dust
When they had their fun.
Earth cracks
Flame dances
Winds blow
Water crashes
Glints in all of its Ruby glory
Stands tall regardless of holder
Each crack tells a story
While turning all to rubble and smolders.
One thought of power abuse
Makes cracks dance
Nothing is more needed than a truce
While it leaves others entranced.
