Lore & Chronicles

Poem told by Cliffarson - Atysmas Storytelling Assembly in Jena Year 2586 (2015-12-20)

Poem

Jolly Old Saint Nekothus
Put your claw away
please don't kill a single soul
while I run away

Atysmas is here right now
The burning desert's cold
if you don't chase me too far
I think I may grow old.