I bet you’re thinking, “If the Dark Lord is doing a strange Steampunk alphabet in honor of Gilt and Fanfare, it should probably start with “A-E”.
Or at least, I, for one, am thinking that. But I can’t find those pages right now. So this is what you get.
Behold the Forest,
the home of Nymphs and Dryads
And their strange and genteel marriages,
And multifarious triads.
Now Greed is not limited
To misers Neo-Victorian
But without them, how would we get the treasure vaults
To cast half of our stories in?
H is for Heroes, and
The challenges which flummox ’em
Heroes? You can keep ’em all.
‘Cause none of us ever stomachs ’em.
I is a puzzle; who am I?
A simple story-winder.
Chase me not, for long you’d regret
Being the story-finder.
For Pirates, “J” is for Jolly-Boat
A name slightly mis-tuned
For it’s the boat they put you in
When you’re being marooned.
K is for Knowledge,
Which you’re about to have lacked
Because what ever ending once was here
With a my writerly blade, I’ve fiercely hacked.