Song of Raven

Have you ever dreamt of high adventure? Has your soul unendingly ripped at its reigns - To defend your truth with light and rapture, And serve others truly without gains?

Oh dear stranger, the story now before you, Let me tell with innocence of youth; Of a maid, both brave and noble, Serving others well, and serving truth.

Let the stamping hooves, like drum-roll beating, Hold your place, as your soul takes flight, To delight in marvels, and ...some battles, Both in the field, and youth's fair trials of right.