Tale 128 told by Driadan on 11.12.2000
Sparks secret

Three piggy little eyes
staring at you all the time.
Skin covered by scabs and warts.
His mere presence stops your very heart.

At his own choosen slice of hell,
suffering everlasting pain.
The secret of the spark he keeps,
yet master of magics he is,
thus fighting him would be in vane.