There was a proud and noble stag, in shadow wood was born.

And there he grew, and there he met and loved a unicorn.

He served her long, he served her well, he served her whole and part

Until one night in shadow glade he told her all his heart.

She did not mock, she did not laugh, but softly told him nay;

He did not grieve, but chose to leave and plotted to betray.

He sought out the King Perises men; his words were cold and blunt,

"Oh, sentry hosts, desert your posts: I offer you a hunt."

King Perises men were duty bound to guard the wood from fear.

The King, in pride, set sword aside, to bargain with the deer...