As the clouds in the air and the light of the sun find their path through the sky and the peaks of old homes, An inquisitive boar with his work is now done. In his store, he does sit with a pile of old tomes. It’s this shop there within - with its pages of text, Where he sells all these books, as he barters their price With the beasts who do come; They do feel so perplexed By the number of shelves and his prudent advice. As the day turns to eve, and his shop is quite closed, Tired Eugene finds a youth who is barely a man. He’s a boar just like him but is slim where he’s posed - With a nervous small grin and wide eyes which do scan. As their gazes do meet on the edge of the street, It is clear to Eugene that this boy needs his help. He can see in his fur - which isn’t tidy or neat, That his stress finds a home in the soul of this whelp. “Is there something amiss?” there Eugene does intone. “I can see in your face that there’s much out of place.” “I’m not sure you can help” he replies with a moan. “I was told by a friend you’re a magical ace.” “This is true my young sir as my store does infer. Won’t you join me out there in the square for a snack?” He replies with a wink as his hunger does spur Him to sit in a pub at a seat in the back. With the youth there in tow as his hunger does show All the ways that Eugene is quite wild and obscene. As the boy simply bites - with infrequent delights, His distressing is quelled as refreshments do flow. As the food and the drinks come and go in the night, It’s the youth that does state all the things that he needs. “All my magic will ruin my life with its blight. It’s the reason my sorcery never succeeds.” As he finishes all of the food on his plate, The more skillful Eugene gives some honest advice. “I am certain your options are few” he does state. “I’m in need of more help and a page would be nice.” In the days that would follow - determining all Of the problems young Tyler was facing with spells, It was clear that his feelings, no matter how small, Is the place where his magical turbulence dwells. Many books from the shelves would then glide to the ground When a job was too pressing and making him mad. Although Tyler is eager, his teacher had found, He’s a nervous, quite fearful, dispirited lad. On a day quite unlike those that had been foregone, It is then that Eugene sees a smile on his face. To a boar that’s his peer he does eagerly fawn; It is clear that young Tyler’s enjoying the chase. Though bespectacled Tyler is shorter and slim, The tall beast that he fancies is portly and strong. Though in spite of the contrast it’s really not him Who is running the show and is singing the song. “I am certain the guard is quite perfect. To you. there are few that compare.” says young Tyler with joy. To Eugene this display is a humorous view. As around his young finger has Tyler this boy. It is then that he notices calm in the store. All the books and their shelves neither rumble nor shake. Even Tyler himself holds his books off the floor - His mistakes are quite absent from all he might break. As the hulking dark boar makes his way through the door It’s the smile on the face of young Tyler which stays; It is then that Eugene has a future in store For the youngling who grins like a beast in a haze. In the days that do follow inside of the store of lost magic, Eugene had decided to watch his page Tyler as proof of his theory – with more of the magical discord increasing a notch. It’s in knowing his age - and his stubbornness too, that Eugene thought it best to observe and direct. To resolve this dilemma and see it all through, it is nature’s true course that’s the surest effect. While Eugene runs his errands with Tyler in tow - With their bags full of books and the potions they’ve brewed, It’s Eugene who directs them to Tyler’s new beau With excuses about his great hunger for food. As the massive, imposing young boar, who’s named Mark, Was enjoying a meal at a stand in the square, It’s his presence before eager Tyler - so stark, which emboldens the whelp to approach him right there. Before he can charm him and flirt just a bit, The alarm of a dragon approaching was heard. In a moment a fearsome red dragon does sit In the square next to Mark without speaking a word. As he takes up his weapon and shield with his strength, The red dragon does press him with teeth and its claws. With a valiant effort and all of the length of his sword, as a soldier he bolsters his cause. With a blast of inferno which keeps him quite pinned, It was right in this moment that Tyler does act. It was then as the margin of error had thinned That he honored with power the sorcerer’s pact. With a swiftness of gestures that Tyler had learned, From his hands does emerge a great blizzard of ice; He does find all the purpose for which he had yearned, As the dragon with frost is then crushed in a vice. As he heals with his power the wounds of his beau, It was then that the guard looks at Tyler to say, “You have saved me from death with your magical glow. Is there something that I with my deeds can repay?” As he gazes upon him with fierceness and heat, He does know that with Mark is the love that he’s sought; It was fast that the heart of young Tyler does beat As he leans in much closer – right there in this spot. In the heat the moment he plants a soft kiss On the lips of young Mark - with a grin full and wide. It’s the shyness of Mark that’s a humorous bliss As this guard surely buries his masculine pride. “There is more to my magic than blizzards and fire.” With a whisper young Tyler so softly replies. “So a dinner with you is the gift I require And the rest you can make as a lovely surprise.”
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