The bliss of sight unseen clings to all the dreamers.
Cleared battlefields cluttered by the haze of a sweltering midday horizon.
The whispering legends of the air speak about ages lost - to those willing to listen.
Destructive destiny of heroes and villains.
The picture is the same for all of us.
Historical path of split levels;
Norse
Babylonian
All mythos lead to the same haven: origin and end.
The storytellers: elders of these realms, with their knowledge foretold from the Divine.
Ensuing honor and defiance:
As easily as Cymoril hath been slain,
Arthur hath been crowned.
Desires darken the sundial as power inebriates the weak -
Weak of heart and mind.
Restoration flows from the fountain - chanting to the light and the shadows.
Misguidance is inevitable, as betrayal becomes a mere mishap.
Love becomes a fight when one battles what they love.
And all legends are rewritten in the great book we call the present,
A historical record for the children of the age foretold.
