For all the historians and librarians out there, especially Nicca!


A Master of Lore

Have you walked in candlelights?
Among the dusty ancient tomes?
Have you felt the aging pages-
Smoothest parchment faded and old?

Battles fought so long ago,
I see them in those wise blue eyes
Will you tell me tales of splendour
if I sit with you tonight?

The books have souls that speak to you,
Words of wisdom through the years
How deep the voices sing and echo,
tales of anger, joy and tears.

As you step through darkened halls,
Pages falling in the night
Let me follow you through epics,
Lit by history's golden light.

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Chronos, in the year 581 AF.