Look around you
Under the hills and below the cliffs
This was our realm now it’s divided
We walked amidst the marbled stone
The cliffs that carved the landscape
A place of coral choked seas
The crackle of the fires
Light the caravan of Valormok
Slight smell of metal to metal sparking
The tales that where birthed
And the secret rhythms of war
Hiding in the shadows, our companions
With their deadly glint of blades
A passion of our passage
A secret of the shadows
It’s endless, untold beauty
A dark but most beautiful gem
He had fallen but not by battle
Precious was his love
Now empty is this place
No echo of the fires and the tales
The jewel was taken
He can not remain silent
Now this place is a end of ways
This tale will fail with time
No longer will it fill with a bitter dirge
Useless till found
And cultivated again