Freya's peaceful dying thoughts in Merlin's arms.

Leaving the Shore

Lay me down by the lake

Where I can look upon

All my childhood days

Reflected in the stillness of the water

Never have I been so free

Safe here in your arms

The breath of the trees

Is calling to me

I will make a way for you

And sing the lifegiving song

of our land.

Let me leave the shore

Where I shall walk no more

And carry onward—

A beacon to light your path

Remaining here with you

Always.