Eternal remembrance of pure summer's warmth,

Gentle rain's kiss on a night for violet dreams.

The birthing of blossoms neath Gaia's gaze,

Upon midnight flowers danced silvery moonlit beams.

A roaring of battle beyond epics of faded glory,

Castle built towering above a sea of magical blue.

Splendors and ecstasies of god-like proportion,

Hold value no more with the loss of the love of you.


Galdrion Longshanks

Penned by my hand on the 7th of Miraman, in the year 224 AF.