I think this happenned to me once accept it wasn’t a cave it was a bar, and it wasn’t a faerie it was stripper named desirae, and it wasn’t my soul it was my wallet..Same story, different version, but all are true. Great poeing by the way THX. LoA
Well, seeing as this was the only entry, it wins by default. But there’s also a good chance it would have won even if there had been some competition.
I think the absence of rhyme and metre works for this poem, because it gives the impression that it’s a translation of a song originally sung in some other language, and that makes it seem all the more ancient and exotic.
On the other hand, what sort of time-honoured folk song goes, “Adventure awaited me, but that sounded dangerous, so I went home instead”? I think the villagers would be calling for blood!
I found the conspire/aspire lines a bit jarring, probably because these are the only two lines that actually do rhyme.