Thursday, 14 June 2012

A Rhyme Royal Riddle

'Fireya the White had a fondness for riddles,
If wrought with a cunning and guile.
Rixosa, her fool, held many in store,
That ever could make the Queen smile.'
                                                                               The Annals of Old Moon

Swift as a spear thrust and soft as a sigh,
I'm stranger to crow's eye, a mystery to lark.
A gleam in the night's vault gives glint to my eye.
With gloves of fine leather I delve through the dark.
I scream and I listen and hunt to the hark.
I laugh at the feather, pour scorn 'pon the beak.
A dusty-backed damsel at dusken I seek.

What could it be?

If you think you know the answer, 
(clue: it's a real animal)
leave it in the comments below.
We'll put all the correct answers in a hat, 
and the winner will receive
a rather lovely (and utterly exclusive!) 
Annals of Old Moon button badge.

This weekend Russ will post a beautiful illustration of the riddle's solution.

So get guessing!


Unknown said...

Dear Phil

I believe the answer you may be looking for is a 'bat'. Beautifully written and cleverly concealed.

Dave T.

Anonymous said...

My guess would be an owl, with bat as a second choice (if I'm allowed a second choice). MZ