From back to front

Of Arrow thorn,

Begin your quest

In Early Morn.

Go to the place

Where land and sea

Meet in graceful

Tyranny.

Find the son of black heart

Turned to white

With him, set out

'cross meadow bright.

Seductive valley!

Beware the dusk!

For it doth live

As shadows must!

Keep to the path

Through hill and dale.

In three days, you shall sight

Noonvale.

The peace disturbed

The peacekeeper gone

In the place

Of eternal song.

Find a flower's grave

Recover the seeds.

Plant them now

Among the reeds.