My prince and I fought side by side,
He my love, and I his guide.
O
Through sunlight fair and shadows wrought,
Among the sky so blue,
We met each other, face to face;
And now we've paid our dues.
O
The trial of the mountain fair,
The message of the deep;
Our dreams stay with us, hauntingly loud;
And assure we never sleep.
O
The story written upon the floor,
Our message never known,
We ask for naught but sympathy,
For our stories in this tome.
O
Our time was rife with dragons,
No one believed a mage;
And that, of course, spelled their end,
Within the Dragon Age.
O
My prince and I fought side by side,
He my love, and I his guide.
O
And so we came upon a town
Of bustling, busy streets.
There we made ourselves known;
We buried our hearts with the fleet.
O
From there all wants were cast aside,
All was judged too vain;
The only thing of beauty
Was the patter of the rain.
O
My prince and I fought side by side,
He my love, and I his guide.
O
And on like this we soldiered,
Through many days and nights;
We flew so low we brushed the ground,
Until we rose like kites.
O
Throughout this trial and suffering,
None were left without.
For the beauty of the sweet release,
Is what we all sought.
O
And now we stand before our Maker,
The tears roll down my face;
For we succeeded, but in victory, failed,
A rip upon the lace.
O
My prince and I fought side by side,
He my love, and I his guide.
AN: Writing this made me miserable. Well, hope you enjoyed it! Reviews are welcome!