Tales of the Hallowed

Party At Bacchliber

Oh Muse!
You spirit of your namesake islands.
Who holds the power of the Afflatus.
Inspiration and divine!
I pray you now, to remind me
Of this tale.
May you aid me in its telling...

Now, I'm not the best at setting a scene...
But,

Welcome to the land
Where the feasts are grand
Where the food's not bland
Where the food's not canned

Sorry, they eat a lot of food here...
Anyway,

Welcome to the land
Where the marching band
Marches down the sand
At the king's demand
Playing their song
To the gentle bong
And boom and thrum
Of the marching drum

Welcome to the land
Where the songs are sung
And instruments strummed
Where the feasts are long
And never wrong

Welcome to the land
With the
Jazz band
Dance band
Marching band
Brass band

Just listen to the songs
They've got them all

And wait for the food!
They've got that to

Beans and greens
Some great sardines

Want meat?
Maybe beets?
Try the sweets
They're a treat.

Fettuccine
Or zucchini
Try linguine
A martini?

Butter brickle or a pickle
Take a cake or try a shake

Coffee toffee
a souffle

Custard mustard
fish fillet

Take a toast
And a roast

It's a feast
All you can eat!

So find a chair
And sit right down
In the diamond hall
It's what they call
Extravagant!
Beautiful!
Couture!
Allure!

See the Danseurs
On the dance floor.
Join them if you truly wish.

Don't be shy,
Just grab some pie!
We got wine
Just off the vine.

Waiters, bakers,
Actors, singers,
Dancing round
And round
And round
On the crystal floor
Of the diamond hall.

And the party goes
All through the night!
To the beautiful glow
Of the candle light.

So
Welcome to the land
With the marching band
Welcome to the land
Just around the bend
Welcome to the land
Glad you could attend
Welcome to the land
Where the
Party
Never
Ends

Or at least that's
What was said.
But if anyone knows
How to end a party

"Vapioth!"

It's a Vapioth
The people screamed
Running off
The dance floor.
Under tables,
On the chairs,
Someone grabbed
The chandelier
Swinging up above.

Now you might be wondering
How a seven-foot reptile
Managed to get into the mansion
And into the hall,

Well, if there's anything
You should know about a Vapioth
It's that-

They're masters of disguise
Blending into their surroundings.
They're masters of the skies
Flying rings around the mountains.
They're masters of demise
Don't think you can take their poundings.
They're masters of surprise
And you'll never know they're there,

Till their teeth sink in your skin,
And they're venom's running through,
The slayers shadow
killer's companion
The murderer's mate
assassin's associate

For a Vapioth doesn't kill unless it is told
So where one is found
A killer's not far.

It seemed the Vapioth
Had gotten its target
For a man lay sprawled
On the dance floor