'Twas was a stranger weary, old
with a secret to be sold
to a knight; so very young and bold
to find a land where things unfold.
'Tis the knight; young and gallant.
A secret he was solemnly told
about a land; not too warm nor too cold
with riches; silver and gold.
What might this mysterious land hold?
This knight traveled so many lands.
Even through the forgotten sands.
Never shall you stand in his way.
For he can defeat you with his own hands.
He climbed a mountain top.
Hope; this knight has given up.
His own long venture he has stopped.
Finally, to his weary knees he dropped.
While at the mountain top,
there he could now clearly see
the land where he should be.
"A lie that stranger told," thought he.
He walked down.
He stumbled straight to the soils of the ground.
So then he had found
destruction all around
So quiet, no sound.
"A kingdom," the knight thought, "this empty land to be bound."
Then so this knight built this kingdom on his own.
On the center of the kingdom, he built his throne.
Masses of people lived there.
With rules that are never unfair.
The people are happy.
They all lived very freely.
Oh thou mighty kingdom
filled with endless freedom.
This kingdom, shaped like a circular crest.
Thus its name, "People's Nest".
Located far and further West.
This holy land was the best.
The brave and gallant was crowned king.
Pronounced king inside a ring.
The king knows all but one thing;
what this sacred land might bring.
The people, he protected.
Attacks, he has deflected.
Over many years he has neglected
the change of the People's Nest, he has not inspected.
He grew old and weary over the years.
Over these years he saw plenty of pain and tears.
He can't protect this mighty kingdom forever.
He's been the only one protecting the Nest for as far as he can remember.
Another disaster has struck.
More enourmous than any other that he has faced.
A massive wave of water surging with terrying pace.
As the water hits the kingdom, he reluctantly braced.
The water drowned the nest.
The king's face filled with disgrace.
He has not drowned like the others.
For he stood on his throne; the kingdom's highest place.
Filled with sorrow,
he sat down on his throne.
Water; this mighty kingdom has been infested.
He sat with his failure, and forever rested.
Over the years the water has frozen
with the knight that has been chosen.
The kingdom, another knight from another land has saw.
The kingdom filled with ice that shall never thaw.
This other knight has opened the kingdom's gates.
There he saw the terrifying sight of the people's fates.
He went to go see the towering throne,
and there he saw.
Here at the center of People's Nest,
is where once a great knight rests.