The day traveler has meandered the expanse of the visible sky and my head embraces the pillow. I take a respite from the grey world of logic and reason. My eyes close and the last vestiges of light receed into darkness.
I perceive a voice that beckons:
Come away with me O child of the night. Come away with me and do not despair. We go to a land of adventure and wonder. A land where honor and fantasy reign. We go to a company of mighty and valiant friends. Take up your armor, take up your sword. There is no telling what mischief lays abroad.
Come away with me O child of the morn. See there the wizard weaving his spells. See there the archer with bow strung tight, she never misses her mark. See the mighty warrior there, whose powerful arm will protect all he calls friend. See there what awaits you for the time is right.
Come away with me O child of the sword. You have taken up your sword and your sheild. You have joined the company of heroes and are not afraid. Mount up you heroes, mount up you friends! Let us be away for adventure awaits.
Come away with me O child of battle. Your enemies approach and they will not quail. Raise up your sword and cry aloud. Your friends are beside you, encouraged and proud. A step forward and then another, a powerful charge is yours and your friends cause thunder.
Come away with me O child of blood. Your sweeping blows cause foes to falter. Stricken fiends lay here and there. The carnage of battle is grievous its true, but the cost of great victory is never so paltry. The vile captain arrives and fells many champions, but your strike land true and his rampage is halted.
Come away with me O child of might. The battle is won and victors give out a cheer. But do not celebrate long and forget those dear. Those fallen friends whose blood now mingles with the vanquished evil whose threats is at an end. Raise a flagon in their honor: to the fallen heroes!
Come away with me O child of the field. You have journeyed long and fought many a foe. Take a respite here in the care of your friends. Rest easy and know that I am watching over you. Sleep now and regain your strength. Tomorrow a new challenge awaits.
I awaken now to the light of morning, in my grey bed, in my grey room. A feeling of dismay and longing for the adventure that had felt so real. But the tendrils of logic and reason began to regain their control and I rose up to meet this new day. But I will not forget those comforting words from beyond. "Rest easy and know that I am watching over you."
I perceive a voice that beckons:
Come away with me O child of the night. Come away with me and do not despair. We go to a land of adventure and wonder. A land where honor and fantasy reign. We go to a company of mighty and valiant friends. Take up your armor, take up your sword. There is no telling what mischief lays abroad.
Come away with me O child of the morn. See there the wizard weaving his spells. See there the archer with bow strung tight, she never misses her mark. See the mighty warrior there, whose powerful arm will protect all he calls friend. See there what awaits you for the time is right.
Come away with me O child of the sword. You have taken up your sword and your sheild. You have joined the company of heroes and are not afraid. Mount up you heroes, mount up you friends! Let us be away for adventure awaits.
Come away with me O child of battle. Your enemies approach and they will not quail. Raise up your sword and cry aloud. Your friends are beside you, encouraged and proud. A step forward and then another, a powerful charge is yours and your friends cause thunder.
Come away with me O child of blood. Your sweeping blows cause foes to falter. Stricken fiends lay here and there. The carnage of battle is grievous its true, but the cost of great victory is never so paltry. The vile captain arrives and fells many champions, but your strike land true and his rampage is halted.
Come away with me O child of might. The battle is won and victors give out a cheer. But do not celebrate long and forget those dear. Those fallen friends whose blood now mingles with the vanquished evil whose threats is at an end. Raise a flagon in their honor: to the fallen heroes!
Come away with me O child of the field. You have journeyed long and fought many a foe. Take a respite here in the care of your friends. Rest easy and know that I am watching over you. Sleep now and regain your strength. Tomorrow a new challenge awaits.
I awaken now to the light of morning, in my grey bed, in my grey room. A feeling of dismay and longing for the adventure that had felt so real. But the tendrils of logic and reason began to regain their control and I rose up to meet this new day. But I will not forget those comforting words from beyond. "Rest easy and know that I am watching over you."
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