The Herald: Part I

I hope this will turn out to be new. I like it so far. I: The Herald Archangelo embarked in a condition of control With stores enough to carry him the whole way to his goal Of sovereign authority, his order bore the name A package to deliver and a warning to proclaim He'd been adhering to the line amounting to his norm When of a vital matter did a fleeing girl inform Whose father was a locksmith and the target of a sack That left her with an item that the King expected back A traitor to the royal court, the Duke of Pitch had struck To bring affairs-of-state's delay as his men ran amuck Without the precious envelope that held the royal seal The king could not his might invoke to make the bandit kneel The herald was convinced by her and let himself supplant To navigate through areas a child likely can't Allowing her sufficient leave for family's concern As he alone attended to the property's return Assured by the position of the low, traversing sun He sought the shortest path across the lands the Duke had won The wear of cruel dictatorship was in its early stage A shadow closing in as from the turning of a page By evening he found refuge in a bleak and cheerless inn Whose keeper seemed to welcome with a condescending grin The serpent that awaited underneath his slender bed Had fangs that sprayed a venom strong enough to leave him dead He managed to contain it by his blanket's timely throw And from the exit least surveyed, succeeded, out, to go For sleeping quarters he would have to settle for a glade And let the evening sky extend its sleep inducing shade He drifted to oblivion, surrendering to need And feeling only temporarily, of danger, freed Whatever hurdles lay across his solitary flight Would have to wait at least until the passing of the night (to be continued)
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