Discipline of Art

Date: 01/11/2014 at 22:11
From: Scarlatti's Muse, Chryseas Ashaela, the Argent Avatar of Art
To : Everyone
Subj: Discipline of Art

Light versus Art? My what a phrase...
If I were less than it might phase.

To extol the better virtues of my Father's realm,
Let me reply with rhyme, His Influence at the helm.

As Kaden said and I'll repeat, His Influence will ne'er be deplete,
For even as those of Light or Dark, Good and Evil speak in heat,
You give form to words and lyrics, His Song maintains its beat.

The gist of import now retold, I'll move to history...
That from the depths of old Shallam under sea...
The conflict is born and bred quite pitily...
Again destruction from the East so "Light-ly"
Ravages the streets of Caer Witrin for glee.

The children of my Father's village can tell it so much better,
At the priests who came to kill as they cry into a sweater...
Deep in their homes huddled tight, hearing clash and clatter...

True as true I confirm, the Lady Aurora is bright as morn,
And we've no quarrel with Her alone just those who make Caer Witrin mourn...
They weep for the crimes against them unknowing where born...
Thus are they succoured by the Scarlattans so are we sworn.

Each fire begins with a spark and Scarlattans ignite with Art,
So we walk with Passion instilled, certain things e'er in our heart.
The care of Caer is ours we accept, using all we can impart.

Thus you start here and it is ours to reply,
Do not do so then act so shy...
Ne'er has any of Art been sly...
To defile then run awry...
Ne'er has any of Art gone defiling nigh...
Nor ever before nor in future would we try.

Vivania be proud I hone your domain,
With Father too I serve His Reign,
So His Realm will e'er remain.

- Chryseas Ashaela
Muse of Lord Scarlatti, the Great Bard

Penned by my hand on the 8th of Mayan, in the year 644 AF.