Literature
Astareal the Sorrowful
Bound beneath all that is light,
Bound away from sweet Charter bright,
Hidden under well, down tunnels dug deep,
Forever to lie, forever to weep.
Seven great beings, One keeping,
Five shining, Two bound,
One weeping.
Eternity's solitude producing sweet song,
No mortal may gaze upon her too long,
But to fall under her sweet, sad spell,
Thy future, mine child, doth not bode well.
Remembered only in bell and rhyme,
Shunned by the blessed for all of time,
Bound beneath all that is light,
Bound away from sweet Charter bright,
Rings the sad, sweet, sorrowful bell,
Suffers the Weeper, Astareal.