Timeless Encounter

At the edge of the forest stands a ruined tower
in the cellars underneath, a dragon coils
the tongueless bell cannot toll the passing hours.

The tower rooms are crowded with strange spoils.
Smoke and steam flow out the windows while
in the cellars underneath, a dragon coils.

The hero's visor conceals an eager smile.
He couches his lance, makes ready his steed.
Smoke and steam flow out the windows while

he prepares to perform the intended deed.
The tower echoes with reptilian motion.
He couches his lance, makes ready his steed

then stands paralyzed by nameless emotion
awaiting the appearance of an ancient foe.
The tower echoes with reptilian motion.

Time is suspended; can neither stay, nor go.
At the edge of the forest stands a ruined tower
awaiting the appearance of an ancient foe.
The tongueless bell cannot toll the passing hours.