Shadows cast, a howling wind being blown
Ages past, and the silence had flown.
There upon misty mountains ride;
A pair of wings with the ailing tide.
Ravens fly, a soul awaken from ancient time
Eagles cry, tolling of bells and the melody chime.
Through barren lands on muddy boots;
Horses gallop over frozen roots;
Weather rust, a castle torn down to the ground
Stagnant dust, a chest full of treasure found.
The pair of wings stretched out wide;
A princess walks in the with a warrior's stride.
Mountains high, a horse he found on the snowy plain
Senses lie, instincts and madness of the dragon's bane.
Through a valley of darkness a castle edge shows;
The ruins of the drawbridge, under moonlight glows.
Broken lust, the spells wielded by might - hers
Given trust, to the one - of the stars.
Chant from the lores; her eyes a blue smoulder,
Enchanted mail and wings on her shoulder.
Feeble cry, deadened senses into numbness
Feelings die, surroundings consumed by darkness.
A long splash under the pouring rain;
On a puddle of mud lies the dragon's bane.
In a blur, he sensed someone near.
From afar, she saw an old fear.
She cast a spell; summoning the spirits of five
The ringing bell; to fulfill the prophecy they strive.
In a forest near, they rode on till she found.
In a feat of fear, she knew that he was bound.
They clasp their hands; wait till morning heaves,
On a throne of trees amidst green leaves.
The shadow cast; the forest under a pair of wings
With daylight past, a choir of nightingale sings.
The ravens fly; lights of darkness put up a fight
The heavens cry tidings, of the princess and her knight.