posted on Sep, 6 2016 @ 08:38 PM
It was simple sword, forged by hopes and dreams of a better tomorow. Under the crescent moon the lake reflected the stars and the sage of time lifted
the sword held by kings of the past. It wasnt hard to find, a game played by children foretold most of the story. His books gave answers to the rest.
The lady of the lake wasnt there, as the story told. The sage wasnt really surprised, he just found another riddle, which he cracked.