Chapter 1: Eric's Lament/Promise (Reuben Market)
The day Eric went from really liking to utterly in love with Lyla was the day she truthfully said she trusted him. This is a really close second.
It was on the day that i nearly lost my head,
For a tribe not my own wished me well and truly dead.
A twist of fate, it sorta saved my young life,
But left me with my fear, and overwhelming strife.
For it was only a second before the ax took off my head,
If not for inconsistent luck, i surely would be dead.
To ease lingering fears and calm my troubled mind,
I went to a nearby market, where i made a most peculiar find.
A stall selling naught but reuben stalks by the bunch,
Yet something wicked lurked there, according to my little hunch.
So tricks i played and pranks i set, forgetting all my strife,
Alas, i didn't know they were the very same to try to claim my life.
So my execution nearly stood as was before,
With me forced upon the ground, my body beat and sore.
I closed my eyes and clenched my jaw, awaiting ax's pain,
But to my shock, and grand delight, it never really came!
My eyes opened in surprise, spotting blonde and white;
I tell you now, never before nor since have İ seen such a lovely sight!
My dearest Lyla Leapord, her knives flashing like claws,
Fought ever so fiercely, for they had given her just cause.
With her words and with her might, she kept my head twixt neck and hat.
I long as I shall live, i will never - ever - forget that.
Her life and mine are entwined, saving each time and again,
But this wasn't like those other times, as I shall now explain.
For this time i didn't just not know a way to stay alive,
I didn't consider it a remote possibility i would survive.
And so i swore, then and there,
I protect her, no matter the fear.
Reuben Market became our code, our sign, our call.
It's definition, well, I will try to explain it all:
It means "Help me, Eric, i need a grand rescue.
Save me, come to me, i really, really need you.
I'm not sure how I'll escape this one if you do not hear my plea
For once my dire trouble is caused by mine own folly."
It means "Come my clown, my everwilling fool.
Come to me my jester, I've broken a big rule."
It means "I know you're out there, laughing and pulling pranks.
For all you've ever done for me, you have my eternal thanks"
It means "I'm not sure what might happen, i could live or maybe even die..."
In times most dire, stars forbid, it even means "Goodbye".
So what are we waiting for? For surely we must go!
Now that I've explained it to you, surely you must know!
Lyla is my light, my song, my everlasting dance.
She's my wisdom and my peace, and I'm her only chance.
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