EvDaDaDec : Little Mae and Polar Bear.

And  so they set off towards  the dawn, the bears  the  princess, the winter  Queen and  the boy.

Forward  into  their  kingdom  lost. The  winter scenes  and  the bleakness  brought  them  no joy!

Where  once  was were  fields and villages was now  only  desolation

The child  clinging  to  her,  Mae  could  not  believe her  eyes , the sight  was beyond contemplation.

 

Where  were all the  people, where were had the  villages and  the towns, all gone  the life  of old.

The witch  of  the East had  had  turned  a beautiful  land into an icescape, dull and cold.

An evil  spell  she had  woven, because she had  not  been given what  she had  demanded

She  wanted  the sole devotion of Mae’s  father , he  was was  not happy  to do as  she commanded .

 

Polar Bear  could  not believe  his  eyes , so he walked  looking down at  the ground.

The  beautiful  white  horses tried  to comfort  him  but so sad was he no solace  was to be found.

Mae  though  heart  broken  sort to  comfort  him  too, she realized  then  she loved  him with a love  so clear  and  true.

Gently setting  the  child  down  on the  horses back , she  dismounted  and  whispered in the mare’s ear. “I entrust  the child  to  you.

Mae could not stand  to see such  pain , so  she  walked  and talked  with Polar Bear hoping  to ease his  strain.

The  Winter Queen  was  pleased  to see this blossoming of  love  she  knew  nothing  melted  ice  so fast  as love’s sweet refrain.

The  wind  was  icy  the snow  was  hard  but  our  party  ventured on , not  sure  where  they were  going  nor  yet  what  they would  find.

Surely  as  breath  follows  breath  Mae  and Polar  Bear  grew closer , their  love began to grow . Both  were beautiful  and  both were of a kind.

SO AGAIN WE  MUST LEAVE OUR  TRAVELLERS  TO TRAVEL ON.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

EvDaDaDec: Little Mae and Polar Bear

The  child  too was  sleeping , dreaming of happier  days

Remembering his  mother,  the witch, and the happy games  they’d play.

His  father looking on  with love sparkling in his eyes

He felt  safe  and happy in his mothers  arms protected by his father, wise.

Sad feeling started  creeping in , fear washing  over his skin

His  mother and father were rowing  from his cot  he could hear the din.

She  screamed I did I banished your  daughters I killed  your  wife

I wanted  your love and  now I want  your life.

His father’s voice rose to a scream you killed  my wife the mother of my girls

Yes  she replied I wanted  you and  your power ,as her head turned her hair unfurled

There followed  a mighty fight the like of  which the palace  had  never seen

At once  all stood  still as the king died  all went grey, all colour devoid no blue  no green .

The palace gone the land devastated all gone . The Witch of  the East fled

The  child was left to wander  the no mans land . His mother gone and left him for dead.

The  child  awakes  with  a start  to find he feels  safe and cosy nestling  in Polar Bear’s  fur.

Looking  across he  see Mae  sleeping in the snow , he realizes  she is his sister  and reaches out to her

EvDaDaDec :9 Little Mae and Polar Bear.

On through  the snow  they forged mile after  mile

Mae was distanced  eyes gleaming  mouth soft  in a smile.

Her  mind  drifted  back to the days before  she she and Polar  bear had to run,

Happy days  with her father  and her sister happy days full of  fun.

 

They had suffered so when mother died ,

Heart  broken they had  all cried.

Mae  has no idea  where  her sister  is

Whether  she is  dead or if  she lives.

 

All the while the child  sleeps

Polar Bear takes care of him , in  safety  keeps.

Travelling on they go

Through  the cold , the dark and the snow.

 

So for  now  lets  let Mae  sleep.

All her  dreams  and hopes inside  to keep.

Sleeping also in the land  of dreams  her little brother bound  to Mae  it seems.

 

Polar Bear is So  Good and kind  thoughts  of  Mae  fill his head .

The child  has  invaded  Polar Bear’s  mind , He now loves  the child  and forever he will treat him kind!

 

AND  SO WE LEAVE THEM ALL TO SLEEP  WE PRAY THE LORD THEIR SOULS TO KEEP.

EvDaDaDec : Little Mae and Polar Bear

The  little child  wwas  frightened  the little child was cold He only trusted Polar Bear , he clung to him with a hold

So strong  that no one, no even Mae  could break

So tired he slept on Polar’s neck, he could not stay awake.

 

The Winter Queen was curious she felt  she knew  the child

But  he would not let her near him, he screamed and just went wild.

Mae was most concerned she she could not understand why

The child trusted none of them,why it would only cry.

 

But they could  not stay there for too long

They had a quest to fulfil  they had to travel on.

There was nothing but desolation nothing growing for miles around,

No animals no flowers or crops and not even a single sound!!

 

Mae was so sad at the desolation that she saw

This was not her father’s  land , well not as it was before.

Silently  and slowly  the snow began to fall

It covered the dead landscape  and in white it shrouded our travellers all.

 

At length the child ceased crying  and fell asleep

The Winter Queen up to the child crept to have a peep.

I Know this child Mae  I am sure he is your half brother

Your father  sired him  when he and the evil witch  were lovers.

 

Polar Bear at once unsure if his  burden should  be shed

But Mae stroked his neck  and said no  my love  we cannot leave him for dead.

Polar Bear  look hard and long into Mae beautiful and kind eyes

He let the child snuggle further in  and said  I trust you Mae  for you are wise.

 

 

AND SO THEY JOURNEYED ONWARDS.

 

 

EvDaDaDec: Little Mae and Polar Bear

Mae  and Polar Bear , weary from their travels, could not believe  the sight

Together  with the Winter Queen  they had trudged on both day and night .

Where  were all the people  where are all the homes , the farms, the towns  and cities? Vanished, vanished  gone!

Tears  filled their eyes  they could not take any of this in… where was homeland …..this was  all wrong!

Mae’s  eyes burned but she refused  to cry ! Tell  me noble  Queen  how can I avenge this  wrong

Winter’s Queen , ice tears  frozen  on her cheeks turned  to Mae and said  we shall right this all bad shall we see gone.

Mount up mount  up cried  the Winter Queen  we must  find  the the wicked  witch of the East

Find  her lair, burn her, tear  her limb  from limb . She shall be stopped her face removed  , on her bones we shall feast.

They  met a child along the way,

Cold and frightened , mama mama was all he’d say.

Mae took the child and wrapped him in her cloak

Warmed the child, bodily, spiritually no words were spoke

Where are  your parents  little one

Mama gone , mama gone……………..

Hush  now child  you are safe  with us now  you will ride

She lifted  the child up onto Polar Bears  back, silently  she walked by his side.

Who could hurt the little child

Left  alone  and deserted  in the wild.

Frozen body frozen mind

This evil witch , was she this unkind

 

 

MAE  AND POLAR BEAR  STILL HAVE FAR TO GO. 

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