THE PEN IN FROZEN ICE (Prologue)

THE PEN IN FROZEN ICE

You do know how and where fairy tales come from right?

I bet you’ve read countless books or stories as regards certain mysterious artifacts or object that raise the curiosity and skill or performance of the individuals possessing them. You no doubt have heard of demons possessing men and making them do things that ordinarily would not only raise your brows, but will most certainly send pins to your bubbles. Some of these are the Myihonir, the hammer of the god of thunder Thor, the Chord of Truth of the Amazons, the rod of the Bizzokas froom Asgard, Escaliber, the Sword from the Stone (King Arthur’s sword), The Thunder of Zeus, The Trident of Power of Poseidon, The Elder Wand of Harry Porter and Pergusus, Persius’ flying horse. You’ve heard tales of unicorns and dragons and centurs and Asgardian, gods of olympus, Promitheous and the Lady of the lake. My tale is of a far greater weapon, forged in the fires of creation itself. A weapon that the creator himself wielded even before the dawn of time. My tale speaks of the weapon that births all the others. Greater than escaliber, stronger than Myihonir, more dreaded than the dragon and so much faster than Barry’s speed. My tale is rightly represented by this poem:

THE WAVE OF MY PEN

Steve Rogers had his Plane,

Diana has her rope,

Old Captain had his shield,

And Oliver has his Bow.

Barry has his speed,

And Thor has his thunder,

Bruce Wayne has his cave 

And Cisco has his lab.

Clark Kent has his strength,

Okonkwo has his pride.

Even Katty has her snow,

And the Great Showman his show.

I may not be a super hero,

Nor ingenius with the science,

I might not have the bow and arrow,

Nor swing a shield or sword.

I may not be like Captain Jack,

Nor wave a wand around. 

I might not be as strong as Hulk,

Nor wave like Doctor Strange.

These ones though great and strong and brave,

Can stand no chance before my eyes.

I might be faint and weak and frail, unlike those named above

But I their master will remain, I’ll take them down, no stress!!

I waved my hands and gave them life,

I gave them powers too.

I gave them brains and strength and Charms,

I gave them purpose too.

I can take it all away, at just a wave you see.

They wave their wands, I wave my pen,

Let’s see who tells the tale.

They shoot their powers, I put pen on paper,

Take all their powers away.

They think they are strong and wise and great,

But I am greater still.

My secret weapon so efficient,

I wave my pen and quill.

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