HIstory of the Ron
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I am the last ron left in Ierland I 've forgotten all about my life in the sea standing on this cilff resiting this poem I think about the old days and the old ways ... In the old days before we were forced out of our homeland I was beautiful then we lost every thing when they invadeed those desendents of the mermaids . Those Merrows those evil men long corrupted by greed , they forces us out slowly at first then with speed as they multiplied from one to many Forageing for food is no way to live many have been saying what is it like on dry land ,others said the land what is that? Some among us knew but they were few , too few for our group of ron . We needed help so we asked the only Ron that had walked on dry land . Sielkie was her name and she was 450 years old. Sielkie almost never talked about her human life she had before she was taken from her home by Zerik the first ron to inhabbit these waters 400 years ago Sielkie being old , frail, and slow her speech took many a day to complete. Describing ever aspect of dry land from eating to walking I was chosen for the scouting group at the time it was such an honor that was before they raided our last colonie in the home land before I was captured by the evil ones they tourterd my family to death and they took my pelt and cut it up for clothes. They sentenced me to a life of agony in human form , Many times I tried to swim but I lost my way of life ,my feelings ,my friends ,and my family I am standing on this cliff resiting this poem and hoping my family would still be there in the harbor but the evil ones are still around They have piliaged and plundered the whole coastal community of Ireland those evil ones who long ago were once men over come by greed I am stealing back my pelt piece by piece I have most of it back but the rest is calling me twords it strongly I cant find it but I can feel it close How can that be my pelt is complete and whole again thank you mother earth and fathe sea I feel complete again I don't feel like I'm missing a part of my soul. swimming diveing surfaceing turning splashing having fun man it feels good to be back in the sea back to my old way of life

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