Kyon:
He watched Nightshade talking with the woman. A flash of his own life bloomed in his mind. The day he left home... Home - The world that kept him alive even if it was just an illusion. A rythmic melody started to sing, the voice of the wood elf breaking his heart.
"What is this song?" James whispered to him.
"It is called the Lament of Aserai. The wood elves sing it when their fallen ones return home." he moaned. He took a step to the southern gate of the city and he took once more.
"Wait! What does it mean?"
"The song can't be translated in the common language perfectly, but the closest version is like this:
Aserai- I say to rise
To fight, to fall in battle cries.
Aserai- The wind that blows
Hiden breath of Kingdom Falls.
Aserai- The roars have stopped
Everywhere your blood has dropped
Aserai- The leafs have died
My son, my love, my tears have dried.
Turn your heart at start of light
Return home at dawn of night.
Aserai... Aserai...Aserai...
Your flame has faded.
His voice called strong. James looked at the gate. Wood elves came, walked carrying the fallen ones.
"We shall leave. The roads are closed in the time of funerals." Kyon turned to the others and the dragon. Took a deep breath.
This never ends?
