The Forgotten Sentinel

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Photo found at cleveland.about.com.

The Forgotten Sentinel

I stand here among the ruins, never at rest.

The wood rots, the stone crumbles, and the marble cracks.

I am a guardsman set, forged of magic and will.

Protect, he commanded, forever I shall obey.

Such is my fate, that is my design.

This spell does not fade, it will not wither.

Eternity is my companion, my vigilance unending.

by Nicholas Byrley

Such is the lonely life of a magical guardian without its master. I could get into an Asimov-esque idea of whether the magical construct had thoughts or emotions or dreams, but that could take all night. I just find the concept intriguing. It’s easy just to hand-wave magical creations and other such wonders in fantasy, but I like to really think about it. How does the world work, what might such magic bring? It is a topic that could provide endless fodder for stories or new ideas. Incidentally, I tried to write this as flash fiction but it refused to come out right. It fit better as a poem instead. I hope you enjoyed it, please comment if you have any thoughts.

2 responses to “The Forgotten Sentinel

  1. I have constructs that are infused with life in my stories. The mages started with giving life to elements. The magic was abandoned as the elementals started breaking free of their master’s magical reins. However, more recently a mage has been using the same concept to create mindless golems, which he calls “machinations.” Just thought I would share.
    I really enjoyed your poem. Thanks for stopping by the Kraken’s Wake, hope you come back again.

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