Ancient it sighs and hopeless it dreams...lonely, for the passing of many an age has gone.. For long has it been forgotten, cast away by those who had once cherished it. Who remembers that which once was? It has long since sat in ruin, a relic of a cursed kindom from eons long forgotten by men.. It sits forever alone in the gloomy night, waiting.. Time it dreads, for its passing is as eternal as an endless night , one where there can be no morning ... For long has it been forgotten..