My life would smile at Time's generous gift,
At Love's kind reward,
And at Earth's precious beauty.
Until...
Elise, my wife, was a forest nymph!
I was her wild sayter,
Roaming with her in the Moon's realm.
We would admire her animals
Who live in the home Earth created.
Until...
...Until Elise's tree became skeleton.
Silver shattered her heart,
The same silver my Huntress blesses.
Why, my Huntress, did you let one of your servants
Use silver on her heart?
What did I do to see her bleed!?
Now, I stroll Earth's beauty alone
Without my forest nymph.
I still adore Earth's beauty,
But never again shall I bless the Moon's servants.
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