The Mangar Prince and the Fairest Daughter (Short Story)

In those days the races of Falaer lived in peace, upholding their virtuous duties as caretakers of the world. The age of discovery had begun; the ancestors of the mighty mountain tribes, the Mangar, were in dominion over the lands of the west. They were a powerful race, and among the most noble was a prince named Imdel, a strong man who was wise and cared very much for his people. Every spring Imdel would set out to survey the vast domain of his people, from the western sea to the valley of Emendíl in the east, from the southern shores of Gaman to the wild woodlands of Ilfalden in the north.
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A Smile For Me (poem)

A smile for me—honeycomb sweet,
On a face that is all my own;

Two radiant stars of a heavenly glow,
The focus of me alone;

Rustling locks of colorful grains,
To harvest by my own hands;

The face by which my dreams are made
And my foundation stands.