Prologue

Prologue

 

               From the old town Yale

               To the drinking Gale

               The cities are coated in gold.

 

               From west to east

               To the elder feast

               Till’ the years will all turn old.

 

              

               This is the song of the new age of Faronblale, the city of Sky. It is an old song, most likely lasting up to five-hundred thousand years old. The men from all lands around sing it till people soon found it annoying. They were only the first two verses of twenty, maybe more, though the song was so old that people had forgotten where it came from.

 

               But not everyone had forgotten its verses…