For countless years before the age of man, we walked among you. Watching over and guiding you in all the ways of mother earth. Knowing that your race would one day take our place when our race, the Elves, would end. For countless years we have hoped the race of man would keep our ways and treat mother earth as we have treated her.
But now our time has come to an end as we once believed it would. We walk in the night to the shores of this world. Only to board a ship to take us away from this land to another, to a never ending land. Some of us has chosen to stay behind to help the world of man because for even as we speak, there is a nameless evil stirring, making war with the world of man and with mother earth. Those who stay behind will never leave this land and as we parade to the shores of this land, we weep for them for they will never know of the beauty that we will see.
We sing the song of memory for what we leave behind, places that we have called home for so many eons. We sing the song for all those who stays behind and who'll die for the world of man and for mother earth. As we continue the march towards the shores of this land, we shall always remember the world of man and pray they will keep, in their hearts and minds, of our ways of mother earth and never forget them. For she is very precious to us and to the world of man, even if they do not realize this. We are all connected to mother earth and may she care for the world of man as she once cared for us.
