(Verse 1 — The Hollow Turns Dark) A mortal boy strayed wandering where the twilight thins to grey, Past the stones the elders warned him mark the borders of the Fae. The wind grew cold and hollow, and the briars seemed to breathe, As a shadow slipped behind him like a serpent through the heath. He turned and saw the darkness rise with hunger in its eyes, And fear froze every heartbeat as the world around him died. (Verse 2 — The Guardian Appears) Then a burst of rose-lit radiance split the night like breaking dawn, And a figure stepped between them with a bow already drawn. Her wings were gossamer sunrise, trembling bright against the gloom, Her arrow sang of morning as it cut the creeping doom. He had never seen a Faerie, never dreamed their light was true, But she stood there fierce and fragile, like a star he somehow knew. (Chorus) “I don’t know what you are,” he breathed, “but you saved my life tonight. If memory must fade at dawn, let me keep this single sight. For I’ll never walk these paths again without recalling how A girl of flame and starlight came to guard me in the bough.” (Verse 3 — The Path She Opens) She knelt and drew a shining rune, her stylus swift and sure, Opening a Faerie pathway through the dusk’s uncertain blur. “This road will lead you safely home,” she whispered soft and low, “But mortals aren’t meant to remember those the Faerie choose to show.” Yet her voice held something fragile, something aching, something torn — A longing she had buried since the day her wings were sworn. (Bridge — What She Cannot Have) For in his eyes she saw a warmth she’d never dared to claim, A closeness she had yearned for but could never let remain. If only he were not a mortal, her trembling heart confessed, If only fate had shaped a world where love was not a test. But Guardians guard the living — they do not take them home, And Faelen felt the distance like a truth carved into stone. (Verse 4 — The Night That Cannot Last) So she stayed beside him quietly as the stars wheeled overhead, Let him rest against her shoulder on the soft and silvered bed. His heartbeat warmed the hollow where her loneliness had grown, And for one forbidden moment she felt something like her own. But dawn was always coming, and she knew it from the start — A single night of closeness she would carry in her heart. (Outro — The Memory She Alone Will Keep) For though his mind would lose her like a story told in sleep, Her heart would hold that fragile night — a vow she’d always keep. And she turned back to the shadows with her wings of fading rose, Knowing she would remember him… and he would never know.
