When our seneschal Lady Devin announced the new baron and baroness of Storvik, Badouin and Griele, she said that they would have "vast shoes to fill." I've written poems for each baronage that's stepped down since I arrived in Storvik, and that line served as the inspiration for my poem for William le Younger and Sorcha Crowe. It is, for the first time, not an alliterative poem.
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: `Two vast and footless shoes of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
On a pedestal these words were shown:
"Sorcha and William, before you these two stand
Baron of Storvik, and its Baroness most dread
Of these two, let all good and honest men sing
No palace built, nor our barony's borders spread
No roads nor lofty monuments beyond compare
But deeds well-done that put heart on wing
Helpful hands, shining smiles rare
Spirits bright and large, so long display'd
These shoes will fit the humble feet of their heirs
Step in, o pilgrim, that your worth be weigh'd."