by: Unknown date: 1115 DR source: The Sword Never Sleeps Let stones be riven, the world undone, When shadows clash beneath the sun. With howling chaos in the sky, The winds will wail, the stars will cry. A serpent glides beneath their feet, Deception coils where fates will meet. [Chorus] Many are the greetings, With heavy heart beatings, Glances all a-fleeting, Many Meetings. Many, Many Meetings. At the Riven Stone, where fates entwined, Elminster bowed, his path defined. Dasumia smiled, her power a cage, A trial set for the Chosen Mage. Her voice a lure, her spells a bind, Yet truth and will would fate unblind. [Chorus] Many are the greetings, With heavy heart beatings, Glances all a-fleeting, Many Meetings. Many, Many Meetings. Through shadows cast, the truth revealed, A goddess stood where sorcery kneeled. Faith and fire, the test was laid, A path of stars the Chosen made. The skies did churn, the ground did quake, When next they met, the world would wake. A tale of trials, of trust betrayed, And love through shadows, a bond remade. [Chorus] Many are the greetings, With heavy heart beatings, Glances all a-fleeting, Many Meetings. Many, Many Meetings. Let stones be riven, let stars align, When two such as these cross the line. A fleeting glance, a lasting lore, Many Meetings forevermore.
