The blushing sun set down, behind the everlasting
mountains,
Although shimmering light still washed through the sparkling
fountains...
Darkness spreaded near her, but it seemed her forest was
protected.
Near an ancient tree she stood; she was nimble,
undetected...
But soon all light was swept away, and darkness filled the
forest.
There she was so vulnerable- fierce and proud, yet tender
and modest.
She needed someone to be her guide, through the dark,
old trees-
A valiant and fearless warrior, to help her cross wide
seas...
Although she was a blessed priestess, she couldn't resist
the fear that controlled;
A graceful elven princess, who stood by an ancient tree,
awaited and called...