In a land of wars and battles and woes
And an endless throng of strong-willed foes,
A fight for control of th'entire land
For rule of the people by iron hand.
The king of ancient Bellrakhon sought
To remove the cause for which all people fought
By dividing the countryside fairly between
The peoples who once believed peace to be dreamed.
The Ruling City was hidden away
To be found by someone worthy one day
Who would govern the land with love and devotion,
Not torture and pillage and cause a commotion.
To locate the palace and all it entailed,
One required a book without which one would fail.
The Book of Ages contained maps and spells
That, how to open the city, would tell.
An age of abundance, the land would observe
If a kind-hearted fair ruler then would serve.
But, if by a cruel heart the crown would be claimed,
The land would then fail, and perish in flame.
Destiny seeks those whose hearts persevere,
And do not give in to life's trivial fears.