The End Of Evil? (Part four)
After a couple of months, or so, went by,
the Wizard gave out with a big sigh.
“The Warlock was very crafty with his spell.”
“It is not decreasing any, I can tell.”
“The magic keeps it from mutating.”
“It Just continues replicating.”
“But, to go out & be exposed to the magic,
would quickly be very tragic.”
“I have figured out his matrix & can bring it down.”
“It will destroy itself”, he said with a frown.
“This potion, we can add to our water supply.”
“”Also add it to the well in town. We’ll try.”
“I have devised a magical suit with hood.”
“Binding spells covering it, like it should.”
“One brave acolyte must make the trip.”
“Maybe then, we can put an end to it.”
Several raised their hand.
They were honorable to a man.
One acolyte was sent on his way.
The rest quietly knelt to pray.
The Warlock was in a jovial mood.
“Those sapsuckers are probably running out of food.”
“This is so good that I feel spry.”
“I could do a back flip, if I try.”
He did not know that the Wizard has found an out.
When he does, you will hear him shout.
But, he won’t know for awhile yet.
Meanwhile, the Wizard’s plans are being set.
Exactly what does he have in mind?
I guess we’ll find out the next time.
———————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2020)