• During the long dark times
    Guardians wrote the talkes
    Deep in the pits of time
    Of the hero's throughtout time

    The ink from pens on parchment
    Forming words of their tales
    That shall forever be remembered
    By those that read them

    One lone Guardian
    Writes on parchment alone
    He writes of the unfamous
    The hero's easily forgotten

    Alone at a desk
    With pen in hand
    The lone Guardian
    Wrote of a hero
    Forgotten to all but him

    One who knew the tales
    The Tales of Time
    He traveled from place to place
    And told his tales

    Some asked why not once
    But time and time again
    Why he has not told tales
    Of wisdom and strength

    Time and time again
    He gives them the same reply
    Then says nothing more
    And continues with his tales

    The lone Guardian
    Was asked by others
    Time and time again
    Why won't he write
    Of the higher deeds

    One day of light
    Broke through the darkness
    And the long dark days
    All came to a end

    The lone Gurardian
    Was nowhere to be found
    All that remained was his scrolls
    And his last piece of parchment
    That held his last drops of ink

    The words thin lines
    Were loud and clear
    Painfully remembering the words

    The hero's of wisdom and strength
    Are remembered by mind
    But those of smaller deeds
    Are remembered by heart