Post by Cana on Nov 5, 2004 10:13:03 GMT -5
Cana stands high atop the cliffs overlooking the elven cites of Fayspires and Tethelin, today she remebers her fallen friend:
From Cazic Thule to the Isle of Dread,
We've fought our wars and buried our dead,
Cried to the heavens and fought with the demons,
pressed on and pressed on,
season by season.
We shared the same burdens and drank the same ales,
Sat awake late nights explaining our tales,
Companion indeed as i look to you,
Whether black night or skies of true blue...
Now as you sleep never to awaken,
Do not forget or be that mistaken,
There arent enough tears to follow this through,
Jimbe my friend ill always miss you....
From Cazic Thule to the Isle of Dread,
We've fought our wars and buried our dead,
Cried to the heavens and fought with the demons,
pressed on and pressed on,
season by season.
We shared the same burdens and drank the same ales,
Sat awake late nights explaining our tales,
Companion indeed as i look to you,
Whether black night or skies of true blue...
Now as you sleep never to awaken,
Do not forget or be that mistaken,
There arent enough tears to follow this through,
Jimbe my friend ill always miss you....