Now I wander in the forest to find my peace.
Fighting the haunting memories of the past.
Trying to realise the greatness of forgiveness bestowed on my heart,
which is darkened with sorrow.

At last its meaning seems to grasp me.
With newfound strength I carry on,
unaware of the danger that lurks from behind the trees and the certain death that seems to await me

From behind the trees, two arrows were sent on an intercept course,
to weaken the noble warrior for the battle that lies ahead,

Dark souls left the shadows to surround me.
With eyes full of hate they called to me.
Feeling reluctant to leave me without a fight.
As if the arrows were not deadly enough.

The slow poison of the arrows, is taking me into death's embrace.
I feel a shiver through my stomach,
as an axe is found its way though the flesh.

As I drop on my knees I see my attackers run away.
No doubt on another mission of chaos and mayhem.

The dragon will only lead them into the black abyss.
But I fear they do not know their own destiny.

Soon I will die alone, left behind in this cold forest.
Yet I am not afraid of death for I know what lies beyond.