Many many years ago
The Lady Moon took her leave
Of Mortal lands, and Mortal woes
And laid down to rest in the Great Sea
She slumbered well and slumbered long
And all the while the world moved on

When she awoke, the world rejoiced
And the Lady shed a single tear
For the Home beneath the sea She'd lost
Lord Neraeos caught the glistening drop
He hid it away in the watery deep
And there the unborn Godess would sleep

One day the waters of the world
Cried out as poison filled their banks
A sludge that poisoned all who'd partake
In the waters of the Rivers and Lakes
No mortal in the land could cure
This malady of great misery

But beneath the waves a new life stirred
Though not yet able to take Her place
So then were the purest waters drawn
To awaken the Daughter of Moon and Sea
And naught was left in the beds and banks
But the sludge that periled mortal kind

Thus Lady Kastalia came forth
And bestowed the gift of a flower's bulb
That grew into a Lily of Ivory
And with it's petals the rivers' scourge
Was forever lifted from the riverbeds
And the mortals of Sapience rejoiced

And so a single tear shed for the past
And a single catch by the Lord of the Sea
Bought life to the Lady of the Mist
So in truth that single tear would be
A single tear for those who roam
About these great lands, aimlessly

Penned by my hand on the 8th of Lupar, in the year 443 AF.