Our Story Begins...
By: Shariq Ansari

Long, long ago, before the dawn of our age,
In the Book of Time, flipped back one page,
Legends were born and stories were told,
Often by men, who were wise and were old.
One such man, bearded in gray,
Walks to the tavern, in the Village of Cray.
The Village of Cray, where the moon lights the night,
And a friendly shelter is always in sight.
In the Village of Cray, the people are fair,
They never speak rudely, these are people who care.
But on this night, none such people are found,
For most of the people are gathered around
A table in the tavern, where a traveler tells his tale,
Of a legendary priest by the name of Zael.
But after Zael's tale is where our story begins,
When the old man enters, his back to the wind...