A/N: So, I love writing, but I don't usually write poetry. I think this is actually like, the second poem I've ever written, but I just finished The Wingfeather Saga and man... do I have some feelings. About a lot of things, but specifically about Nia. I love that the books are mostly from the brothers' perspectives, but the bits and pieces that we get of the story of Nia's life are so compelling! She's such a wonderfully strong and beautiful character, and at times seems almost unnaturally so (but I think a lot of that has to do with her being portrayed in the eyes of her children). I think that that supernatural sense of character is what made me want a poem for Nia instead of my usual prose, so - it's not polished, and it's almost 3 AM, but - here is The Tale of the Queen.

(Which is really the tale of the Maker.)

-Mellpen


~The Tale of the Queen~

The tale of the Queen is not happy.

Not happy as marked by the number of years spent in peace and repose and without trace of tears.

Not happy as played in a storybook tale with smooth seas and bright skies 'til the pass through the veil.

Not happy as seen in the ripened old age of two lovers in spring at the end of their days.

Not happy as felt by the woman who knows all is right with the world when she sniffs at the rose.

Oh no.

The tale of the Queen is not happy.

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The tale of the Queen is hard.

Hard as in love felt so strongly, so deep, that it roots in your heart and you can't find relief.

Hard as in happiness torn from your heart so the roots that had dug there rip insides apart.

Hard as in exile and slavery and fear, and in knowing a home out of reach, but so near.

Hard as in husband, and father, and son, all taken from you in the service of One.

Indeed,

The tale of the Queen is hard.

The Queen could have been bitter,

angry,

harsh,

Toward the One who had ordered these things to be so.

The Queen chose to be Loving,

Giving,

Strong,

For the One who ordered all things here below.

The tale of the Queen is Brave.

Brave as the regent who cares for the crown 'til the prince becomes king and the regent steps down.

Brave as the teacher who nurtures the child, who makes him to grow, though he's out in the wild.

Brave as the warrior, fearless and strong, who fights back the dark and guards a bright song.

Brave as the mother who gives to her young - her life and her years - knowing all they'll become.

Indeed,

The tale of the Queen is Brave.

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The tale of the Queen is Good.

Good for she realized that she had been called to a time such as this and she gave it her all.

Good for all love, true love, filled her life, and she thrived as a mother, a daughter, a wife.

Good for a deep peace grew in her soul; she saw all the darkness but still pressed toward the goal.

Good for the Maker had changed her life to be, not one that was twisted, but one glorious to see.

Oh yes.

The tale of the Queen is Good.