Fantasy Sounds

Midis

 

Bloodwar	Tpiano	DarkQueen	Ggeneral	Kitiara	Soth
Moonlight	3sheets	Elven	Goldmoon	Lovesong	Takhisis
Pathetique5	Crysania	Elvnhome	Huma2	Salar	Wedding

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crysania's Song

 

 

Water from dust, and dust rising out of the water.

Continents forming,

Abstract as color or light

to the vanquished eye,

to the touch of Paladine's daughter,

who knows,

who knows with a touch

that the robe is white.

Out of the water a country is rising,

Impossible when first imagined in prayer,

and the sun and the seas

and the stars invisible

as gods in a code of air.

Dust from the water, and water arising from dust,

and the robe containing all colors assumed into white,

into memory,

into countries assumed in the trust

of ever returning color and light.

Out of that dust arises a wellspring

of tears to nourish the work of our hands

in forever approaching country of yearning and years,

in due and immanent lands.