Beware his eyes that burn vermillion

Mighty terrorizer of midnight civilians

With his junoesque, serpentine exterior

In his erudite, mortals inferior

No love canst thou find,

Upon looking in his villainous eyes

Accented by a mane of fiery eglantine

For vengeance, he does whine

Beware his eyes of prophetic vision

Interpretations full of derision

For souls swindled by his words,

Are oft’ found carted in a hearse

No peace canst thou find,

To the frigid depths, he is confined

In a field of bioluminescent roses,

He sneers at this poet’s proses

In the following pages, you will find that I have painstakingly complied the entirety of the lost chronicles of Zesperine. After many months of searching far and wide for this tale, I have finally discovered the truth behind the destroyer of Ialliatha. How intriguing his nature is given that Ialliatha is known for peaceful creatures.