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Villager: Kyrlin

Who thaws frozen hearts,
Banishes frost from icy parts,
Always armed with a knowing grin,
Well let’s take it from the start-begin!

Kyrlin am I, a Fire Guardiant,
Expert in matters of warmth;
What passions you have! -I can share, but I shan’t!
But what brings you here, to my solitude in the North?

Surely you know of Kyrlin’s talents,
I, who’d usurp this icy palace!
Alight in a blaze, and see through the haze…
The stirrings of growth, of life, in a daze.
As ice ran to water, shining in the sun’s rays,
I’d take my ease in these days.

Of course, I did this while full of malice,
Ice, you see, I find so callous.
Away, I wanted it! To be reborn in fire!
But it was then, I found a new desire.
…Why, have you ever heard of the Aurora Borealis?

For while the ground grew damp,
And I fought back winter’s frigid clamp,
While puzzled life wandered, bewildered,
I witnessed what chaos I’d brought, and, perhaps, reconsidered.

But it was still so white!
Still so sharp!
Ice, such a horrible thing, curled around me in spite!
Snow whirled down, as if to drown me in its cold tarp.

Fight as I might, the elements were strong,
They were eager to right my wrong.
Forced to go still and nurture my being,
Ice came calm then, and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.

Banners in the sky,
Effortlessly, they seemed to fly.
The ice, which had so recently been snarling,
Was now rather quite… darling.
Reflecting the streamers of color above,
It showed me what else I could do-love.

Warm of spirit, warm of heart,
Is this then, where you care to start?
Do you seek aid in manners of emotion?
I can most easily show you my devotion.