Darolen’s Song

The Journey

The journey is tough, my son.
The road is long.
In all your years of living,
you still are so young.
Pack your bags light, dear child.
Say your goodbyes.
Ahead are endless fields,
and countless blue skies.
I know not how long you will be.
I know not how far.
But take with you, sweet child,
this sword and my heart.

The journey is tough, my son,
with adventure and pain.
May all of your droughts
be followed by rain.
Keep me in your mind, dear child.
Do not go astray.
Remember my love for you.
Let it bolster your way.
I know not where or why you go.
I know not the way.
But take with you, sweet child,
the Gods' will and pray.

Into the darkness, my son,
you will lose your light.
Phaerith will guide you
if you but fight.
Scarred and battered,
your soul will be sore.
I cannot imagine
the grief of war.
I know not where to shine my light.
You must make your own.
But remember, sweet child,
it will guide you home.

Home may not be where I am.
It may be quite far.
Just know that I love you
just as you are.
So pack your bags light, dear child.
Say your goodbyes.
Ahead are endless fields,
and cloudless blue skies.
I know not how long you will be.
I know not how far.
But take with you, my son,
this sword and my heart.