Tre McFarlan

The Legend

Blades of grass rustle in the breeze

All is lost by a great calamity

How he destroyed it all with ease

The blood moon appears, violent yet pretty

The fallen princess and courageous hero

He who yields the blade to seal away darkness

Strike him down and defeat the foe

Oh how the Demon King was monstrous

Hero and Princess side by side

They descend into castle depths consumed by gloom

Unknown depths with them as it’s guide

The center of all gloom, a withered body spelling doom

White jewel falling from the fallen king, reanimated he wakes

Sword in hand the hero steps in, armed consumed by evil the hero fights back

The blade to seal away darkness so easily shattered, so fragile it was if it were a fake

This gloom erupts shattering the ground they stand on, they fall into the abyss so black

The hand imprisoning the demon reaches out to the hero saving him just barely, all seems lost till the hero reawakens from his slumber.