When the Magic Died
           Copyright 1985 Stephen Savitzky.  CC by-nc-sa/4.0.

    There was magic in the water
    And in fire and wind and stone.
    There was magic in the greenwood
    And in blood and flesh and bone.
    There was magic in the twilight
    And the darkness and the day
    Then Man forged bitter Iron
    And the magic died away.

The stallion in the stable,
The mare that pulls the plow,
Who calls them beasts of fable?
Where is their magic now?
The Pegasus is fallen,
He has no wings to fly;
The Night-mare's power ended
On the day the magic died.

The lizard in the desert
In the shadow of the dunes,
The snake down in his tunnel
With his back still marked with runes,
Are the last remaining relics
Of the rulers of their day,
But who will know the Dragons
When their magic's gone away?

The goat upon the mountain,
Seeks for grass amid the stone.
The narwhale in the ocean
Bears a tusk of twisted bone.
The Unicorn was captured,
And the narwhale stole his horn,
And his magic died forever
On the day cold Iron was born.



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