The Smith of Night

No I can't close my eyes still. All my senses are quenching their thirst of far away land and never ending romance. My veins absorb every melody of every song I hear tonight; weaving my dreams out of those melodies. But I lost my only coin as I lean over the fountain to look inside and try to find out my luck. So now I continue my journey to the far away land where stories of romance will never end; without knowing whether I will eventually be there.