There once was a young and pure mage, Who had fallen in love with a powerful sage, He had always thought she was a fool, Although he treated her kindly, rather than cruel. So when she had confessed, She heard her heartbeat from her chest, Waiting for what he had thought, Only for her face to fill with distraught Reminded him of her endeavour, The way she had to venture, His response was pure torture, He had abandoned her... Left so alone, with a broken heart Feeling like she was pulled apart She did not want to be dead... So she fell for the evil one instead!