Raventhrone

the rain is clearing
over my father's land
a cloud in the distance fades away
over hilltops a gust
of wind now sharply blows
bringing the mist down
low unto the sea
thousands of feet way up
above th land
an eagle dares
and spreads his wings
a kingdom of silence
where only you may go
across the wide open seas
and ports of call...
haste not now,
as the night will fall
bring us a tale from your