Monkey’s Uncle

This is a snatchet of an ancient song sung by Aeden on Tome: of Sword and Dagger. I have his permission to post.

Before the mounds of rusted gold
And dead men moldered in their crypts,
While the first were not yet old,
We sailed the sea that has no ships.

And tho’ the sun forgets the moon,
And tho’ its light dries darkness dry,
And tho’ all earth forgets too soon,
We cry,

Remember us.