Chapter 2 Poem
Chapter 2 - Poem
The Great Storm had passed
Peaceful dawn arrived at last
Wiz Wizards, Wiz Witches, and Wiz Warlocks came out to see
What the Great Sorcerer's words meant to be
The Green Wiz trio had a plan
To find each other, to create a clan
The Wizard used spells to shoot green smoke high
But the Witch was busy with her potions, no time to spy
The Warlock wondered about the green smoke's source
He found it was from his soon to be friends' magical force
He created a spell so strong, sparkling, and bright
Their smoke would blend, creating a magical sight
The three Wiz’s spells intertwined
The Green Sparkling Smoke rose and combined
Their magic bond was so strong and tight
Together they would produce an impressive sight