Spirit of the Forest

In a land, far far away from today’s time, there was a place called Kruvills, a land of legend. It was named after a forest as old as the land itself. No one knows where it came from or when it will come to be, but every child and man knows it. And fears it.

When Moon and Sun are found

In Mysterious Rivers sound,

An ancient foe will arise,

To bring the land’s demise.

Only on Moon’s warmth and Sun’s cold,

Can keep the foe at bay.

With help from Wolf and Sky,

Shall our foe’s demise begin.

Be warned, for if Moon, Sun, Wolf, or Sky

Shall veer,

The land’s ground shall break.

Only in Moon’s light, the foe shall be vanquished.

With Sun’s fury and Wolf’s fang

In Sky’s rain, Moon shall come

To send the foe packing.

Only then peace will reign.