If you ever find yourself
Wandering Sapience aimlessly,
Walk on in through Cyrene's gates,
We'll show you all there is to see.

Come on down to Center Crossing
Where we'll begin our little tour,
Our dear old Dragon Blu stands guard here,
But don�t be fooled there's much, much more.

And while you're there just look straight up,
And listen closely for the chime,
From our beautiful clock tower,
That's serenely keeping time.

Just wander through the passing streets,
And take in all the views,
As you tour our lovely city,
Where there's so much you could do.

We'll wander through the orchard,
Past the fights in Ainghaeal's nest,
Greet Sulis as she hands out towels,
Stop by Lake Muurn to take a rest.

You'll see our tiger called Balaia,
Who'll watch as you walk by,
Past the News, Post office, Bank and Jorj,
A glint of mischief in her eye.

As you walk down by the Garden,
A high pitched squeal may catch your ear,
It's just our Diva Raphella,
Yelling, "Emelio, Come here!"

And why you're near the Theatre,
Please stop inside to meet
Our Maestro sweet Lucciana,
Sitting at the piano seat.

By now the sun is fading fast,
You're weak with hunger and sore feet,
Just hail our carriage, pay the fare,
He'll take you for a bite to eat.

Have a seat at Amadeo's,
He'll prepare a special meal,
In no time at all he'll have you fed
And gone when you've had your fill.

So next we'll make our final stop,
To the brewery for some Ale,
It hosts a grand selection,
And is every Cyrenian's pal.

And now the stars are shining bright,
Our tour comes to an end.
There's so much more that you could see,
Please come back soon, My Friend.


Penned by my hand on the 7th of Lupar, in the year 377 AF.