Poem about a book that opens up a magical adventure.

On an old, oak desk,

There sits a book.

It is a rather plain looking book;

Hard cover with a faded jacket.

Ah, but once you open it up,

There lies the adventure.

Each page leaps forward magically

Like a galloping horse.

Wizards and warlocks battle

For the right to own the Imperial Goblet.

Only time will tell who will win.

Of course, there is romance.

A young warlock named Fye

Falls in love with an enchanting elf.

Spells are cast.

Monsters appear in horrible forms.

The battle ends with an unexpected death.

The reader of this book should be prepared

For long, sleepless nights.

But it will be well worth it.

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