"Here lies the body of this world,
Whose soul alas to hell is hurled.
This golden youth long since was past,
Its silver manhood went as fast,
An iron age drew on at last;
'Tis vain its character to tell,
The several fates which it befell,
What year it died, when 'twill arise,
We only know that here it lies."
~Marked and written upon the tapestries in the Archives of Holmgard,
etched in a silver glow.
These same words have recently been muttered by Garrick. Where he stands, staring off in thought, such words escape his lips, in telling, in passing, yet always a whisper.
"We only know that here it lies..."
