THE MISTS OF EVANSKASKIA
As it rises off of the Healing Lakes and slowly rolls through the land
Covering everything until one can barely see
You're fortunate if you can see your hand
Or someone ahead of you a few feet
The mists drown out sounds, covers all in cloudy silence
There's no telling what is coming your way
It brings peace and calm to even the most violent
The visions of thousands of years of history float past
Before the lands split in the Age of Wizards
When Tamarosa was mighty before it became outcast
Before the towers of ice became that way due to endless blizzards
The mists bring back history that was once thought lost
Many untold tales that were never written in books
The creation of the Stone of Galderissia and the damaging cost
When Crenwell was full of life and had babbling brooks
Everyone in the land stands still as voices cry out
Of the pain of the wars that have once taken place
When Ausorion created the sword and defeated more men than he could count
And his love, Ameria with her dark hair and Goddess like face
The age when dragons rode the sky with humans on them
And the Dragon Prince Edimar rode on his mighty red dragon Flame
And conqured the darkness that only sought to end life
And many rose to the fight on behalf of his name
Before the entire world was thrown into eternal night
And when the sun rose high in the sky, just like that it was gone
The history of the past and all was normal once again
The people broke out of their haze and life went on
The farmers went to work as the sellers went on selling to no end
The memories evaporate but come back again the next morning
But the people of Evanskanskia are used to living this way
The mists of the past stand to serve as a warning
Forget what has happened before could end everything today.
©2013 Darryl Mouzone
Covering everything until one can barely see
You're fortunate if you can see your hand
Or someone ahead of you a few feet
The mists drown out sounds, covers all in cloudy silence
There's no telling what is coming your way
It brings peace and calm to even the most violent
The visions of thousands of years of history float past
Before the lands split in the Age of Wizards
When Tamarosa was mighty before it became outcast
Before the towers of ice became that way due to endless blizzards
The mists bring back history that was once thought lost
Many untold tales that were never written in books
The creation of the Stone of Galderissia and the damaging cost
When Crenwell was full of life and had babbling brooks
Everyone in the land stands still as voices cry out
Of the pain of the wars that have once taken place
When Ausorion created the sword and defeated more men than he could count
And his love, Ameria with her dark hair and Goddess like face
The age when dragons rode the sky with humans on them
And the Dragon Prince Edimar rode on his mighty red dragon Flame
And conqured the darkness that only sought to end life
And many rose to the fight on behalf of his name
Before the entire world was thrown into eternal night
And when the sun rose high in the sky, just like that it was gone
The history of the past and all was normal once again
The people broke out of their haze and life went on
The farmers went to work as the sellers went on selling to no end
The memories evaporate but come back again the next morning
But the people of Evanskanskia are used to living this way
The mists of the past stand to serve as a warning
Forget what has happened before could end everything today.
©2013 Darryl Mouzone
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