Walking in the golden woods, I forsake,
thoughts of you lingering in my heart,
leaves rustling with each step I take,
add only to my sorrow that we had to part.
You fell into deep shadow and despair,
never more, to keep us safe from danger.
My tears like raindrops in the air,
as we follow the tall, brave ranger.
Wishing, that you did not go away,
for now our journey will be dark.
No wizard's staff to light the way,
nor flashing sword to kill an orc.
Yet, try we must, to complete this quest,
and, to that end, we will do our best.