Ethan English 11 “The Last Stormlord’
Liquid Gold
Water,
the nourishment of all life,
but its presence so little,
the whole day consists of searching for your next drink,
many die in the search for water,
even the rich,
spoiled and pampered as they are,
are not safe from dehydration,
they can only hope there wealth can keep them alive,
while the poor
survive off the dew of the morning if they have to,
yet there is a hope
among the wasteland,
people who can summon the liquid gold at will,
yet one lives supplying the land,
but such is extremely difficult,
age has taken him to
the point of no return,
and soon he shall pass,
so the search begins,
for the lands
savior.
The big issue in the book I am reading is the only stormlord
is getting very old and does not have the energy to bring enough water to the
land and after he dyes then they have no water. So he sends out search parties
throughout the whole land to try and find someone with the potential to supply
the dying land with water before it’s too late. I incorporated this idea into
the poem above by showing the lands situation and how they survive and the
material importance of water. The importance of a stormlord is above anything
else in the land and in the future of the book people may take advantage of
that.