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Time Travels with Truffle: Dateline June 11th, 1184 BC – The City of Troy
This gentle correction of History is best heard from the
words of the great Poet Homer in his epic work, The Whisper of Truffle.
Beneath the sky of fading fire,
Where smoke and sorrow both conspire,
King Priam stood in
golden light,
Before the Horse that marked the night.
Within his arms, a spirit small,
With fur that glowed like dawn’s first call,
Leaned close and spoke in breath so slight—
“Great King, beware this gift tonight.”
Her words were soft, yet sharp as steel,
They turned the wheel of fate’s ordeal.
Priam’s eyes grew wide with dread,
As truth replaced the lies he’d fed.
He raised his hand, his voice was flame,
“Burn it now, this gift of shame!”
And through the square the torches flew,
The Greeks within met fire’s hue.
When morning broke on Troy’s high wall,
The city stood, unburned by all.
And poets sang in ages hence,
Of Truffle’s bark and providence.
Not always thunder shakes the sky—
Sometimes salvation comes nearby,
In whispers soft, in fur of gold,
Where courage speaks though hearts grow cold.

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