The End Of Evil? (Part one)
“There has got to be a better way.”
The acolyte said as he walked away.
“Come back, we are not done yet.”
The wizard said as he stirred the vet.
“Evil is spreading like a wild plague.”
“That’s why this concoction I’ve made.”
“A fine spray in the miasma each day.”
“It will put the evil at bay, I say.”
“But, the side effects are dangerous.”
“I know Egor. Let me explain this.”
“I have used magical filters to reduce this.”
“The overall risk is low enough to risk.”
“How do we get it into the air?”
“Fill the hot air balloon, well start from there.”
They proceeded with their plans.
Moving with haste, as best they can.
The wizard drained the vet into misters.
Careful not to touch in case of blisters.
When he finished, Egor had the hot air balloon filled.
They moved the misters there, as he willed.
They climbed aboard and off they went.
Up, up, and away. Soon they will vent.
They sprayed the misters on the wind.
Always careful to spray downwind.
When the land was covered, they returned.
At the keep, they made sure their clothes were burned.
They scrubbed up and put on clean clothes.
They were all spiffed up from heads to toes.
Now, all they had to do was wait.
They hoped this was all it would take.
——————————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2020)