Quiet upon the Realm,
Sat Jenza who felt joy and despair,
Where neither were full,
Yet her heart was all there.
Magic glazed and sizzled around her,
As she watched others practice near,
The joy she felt was that of companionship,
The despair was of her newfound fear.
Her new mission thrust upon her,
Jenza thrilled but scared to proceed,
Her friends filled with energy so euphoric,
Her agitation is just what she needs.
The stars above tell her it’s time,
The sun at dawn, that’s her cue;
That it’s time to go,
And the joy she carries will go too.

