This poem follows the same structure as my first one, but rather than be character-based, this version follows the plot. Please leave reviews and let me know what you think!
Part II
No mourners, a voice in a whispered hush
No funerals, the dark reply
The lines, a prayer to those in peril
A mantra, uttered worldwide
Once for the start, their voyage begins
To the land that is made of ice
A prisoner awaits, his creations dangerous
And now, he must pay the price
Twice for the palace, locked in the cold
Riddled with secrets and lies
A heist to complete, a reckless escape
That could quickly lead to their demise
Third for the boy, the son of a genius
His father, creator of parem
A drug to control those with power, the Grisha
This invention, has led to his end
Fourth for the gang, the fateful six
The Ice Court they must breach
A daring journey, a harrowing twist
But their goal, has nearly been reached
Fifth for the Grisha, the girl made of red
The sacrifice she must make
One dose of parem, a surge of strength
But with that she has sealed her fate
Sixth for the merchant, a liar, a cheat
He promised payment for the heist.
But when they return, with their end of the deal
He takes one, and flees into the night
No mourners, spoken, as their journey now ends
They've no wealth, crushed dreams, and broken hearts
No funerals, they whisper to themselves, each other
They had hope; now their world has fallen apart