The hidden tales speak of a time of magic and imagination
An evil came, unknown and set to ruin the magic
The brave ones fought with their heart and their love
But even these ran out, and the spirits began to fade and magic die
In the end, the evil tricked all, and the last brave ones turned on each other
Their bones still weep and their dreams still beat
Even though the evil won, and made a new world with illusions set
Every now and then, some of the magic and awe still leaks thru
Find it.
