Melissa Leaman

Dream Peddler Melissa Leaman

The trumpets announcing the end shall soundAs an innocent flower is trampled upon the ground. Her death shall mark a changing tideThe reach of death is far and wide. The world shall fall into ruin and decayLest six shall unite and find a way. The decisions of six can save this landThe fate of earth lies in their hands. Elven men who must shareA duty neither will find fairOne is deemed forever to ruleThe other has many he must schoolThe first must learn the gods to trustLest his rule no longer be justThe latter will often be seen as a meddlerBut to his friends he is called dream peddler. (-all that remains of an ancient prophecy. Thought to be lost for many years, this piece was found in the archives of the library belonging to the family of Adaeve nearly seventy years ago.)