Well past the forest, over the highland;
there is a place, that is found on no map.
A secretive place, this hidden island,
it’s where the future and past overlap.
Legends are born in the palm of a hand,
in this magical place, time's held in a trap.
This island was given a name of its own
yet no one can speak it with lips alone.
If the name is spoken, all will be clear,
for there’s magical power, in that name.
Until that happens, we all live in fear…
but if it is spoken, we shall reclaim
all our lost treasures and all we hold dear.
He who can speak it, the throne he may claim
and we shall exalt him and fall on our knees,
bestowing full reign and the kingdom keys
A miracle happened one fateful day.
The skies were filled with a thunderous sound,
the air was thrilled with a lightning display,
on the shore of the island a child was found.
Never before had such fuss come this way.
Amazed at the sight we all gathered ‘round.
The coo of this child is what we all heard;
the people all smiled; we now knew the word.
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