Somnium: The Lost Continent
Legends rise and fall,
Bards sang through the hall,
Fame spreads, stories inspires,
But all of which gone haywire,
But there's one that stood against time,
The tribe who possessed a crime,
They were known for their abilities,
To see and change destinies,
The chaos sets their eyes to the power,
But the skydreamer's won't bow and lower,
For they know that death would be better,
Than the possible destruction of the future,
Chaos sank their continent down into oblivion,
Then after many centuries everyone will forget Somnium,
The land of clouds and dreams,
Everyone will forget that there was once such realms,
But unbeknownst to everyone,
Somnium isn't truly gone,
A skydreamer manage to escaped death,
And now he lives in the space underneath,
He's below the lands, ocean, and sky,
He's starting to rebuild the legend of splintersky,
He doesn't need a wings to fly,
For his determination have long surpassed the seeable sky,
His heart became the star,
His eyes the sun that sees everything afar,
His body is the moon,
And his mind, of course, became a room,
For improvement,
He built the pavement,
To where everything's back the same,
Everything back from where it came,
From Somnium which were filled with future,
Where dreaming is already a culture,
Where peace is possible,
And now here he is, responding to the call of his predecessor,
Using his mind, heart and body as the foundation of the new continent,
As nourishment for the new skydreamer's environment,
He is always willing,
For that is his oath and calling.
-Axhel Skyfool
