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  A Letter Binded By Love Written by David Caprea Do you ever feel the strings of pain, Striking the heart like a teacher with cane, Have your emotions poured like a drained cup, Thinking of joy, up is down, down is up, I will spring like flowers to you, Our bond tied together, a love so true, Our birds fly with but one purpose, To you, a poem I have compose, I promise to share your joy and pain, Knowing every feeling is with no gain, I will come like an umbrella during the rain, To cover you and keep you from pain, And when the senseless feeling of life shows, I will bring victory against all your foes, I promise to love you forever, For our love flows like an everlasting river. (To my dearest Melissa, to whom I use my quill for)

     Chapter Two  – Ash of the Green Folk Arc 1 – Ash of the Green Folk Location: The Forest of Menlo Menlo, the abyss of elves. A forest where the leaves drinketh blood, and the earth spit air. Yet, an omen unveils; a war broke from love and foe, a world, Menlo, to destroy. The shadow-lights of Menlo shineth on a hut, a royal hut; the embodiment of power, a magical forest of hate. Queen Velmira Althorin , ruler of all corners of Menlo, an elf with the smite of fire, fingers of enchantment, and the shade of ethereality. Queen Velmira: Ó mother nature! Land of Menlo begs! Give to Menlo, fruitful lands and peace grounds; and to our warriors, a fire in the leg. I hast seen the signs of war! I hast fingered my psalms in the forbidden twigs of Menlo. And now our earth spith fire, not air, My nose hath smelt through—and a war I have smelt. But her Majesty speaketh to no one but to him, Kaelor Varn , Menlo’s finest. Kaelor Varn: Your Majesty! Thou hath sp...

  The Great Voice Written by David Caprea When you glow like a Christmas tree, Unleashing your imaginations to a world so free, The joy of fulfillment and passion on it, It brings oceans close, with will and grit, Love is clean when the right person comes, Like the ocean sky, a dream of hopes, Spring to the world, the star you are meant to be, With the wavering joy, you have found from me, Let your passion speak to ears ready to hear, Release your beast, a fire so rare, And when the voice comes for you, Be proud of it, for it is what you do, Say to yourself, I was made to rule, Conquer doubt, a plague which hunts you, Speak to yourself, your inner fire! And see how your passion lifts you higher.

Chapter One – The Moon turns Crimson  Arc One – The Moon Turns Crimson Location Setting: The Kingdom of Artha Above the pregnant skies; deep into the cracked atmosphere. The moon, a colorful bane, a sting in the eyes of death. A new moon arises—one so baneful, one so dark, and its rays too powerful. An omen has risen; a war beckons—a steel for a steel; blade for blade. Below its gaze stood Artha, a kingdom of kings and slaves, an embodiment of high class and Elliots. A realm where flowers spring war and earth cries peace. Its breath stood still, its shackles murmured silently, and a freedom lost behind the shallow walls of Artha. Ruled King Ellion Vareth and his wife, Queen Melara. A mighty king; one with the heart of a lion, mind of a beast, and skills of a tiger. Lyre , the voice of the gods, the seer of wisdom. A seer too wise to see; too brilliant to walk. Myths say he gifted his eyes to the gods in exchange for knowledge. Lyre (arriving at the King's chambers): H...

 Welcome to My World of Words Posted by David Caprea Welcome, wanderer of words. You’ve stepped into a realm where dreams breathe, kingdoms rise, and love leaves ashes in the wind. Here, every poem is a whisper from the soul, and every story a journey through lands both known and forgotten. I am David Caprea—the boy who became a man for love. Through poetry, I bleed. Through fantasy, I build. And through every line, I invite you to feel. This blog is home to: 🌿 My poetry—raw, personal, and free. 📖 My fantasy epic Heart of The Veil—a tale of kingdoms, curses, and a love that defies death. ✍🏽 Thoughts, reflections, and creations meant not for fame, but for those who believe in the magic of words. Whether you’re a dreamer, a reader, or a seeker of light in the dark, this space is yours too. So stay. Read. Feel. And maybe, just maybe, you’ll find a piece of your heart in mine. — David Caprea For the ones who write not for riches, but for remembrance.