[TheDyingDay]

The sorceress bore a mute son, pure and content. He was raised to learn magic, his mother though cruel was gentle with him, muttering that his real mother will come one day. While his grandfather would teach him to hunt. He was in town one day when he met her, a radiant woman with ink black hair.

Her name was Calla Lily who is called the Lily of the Valley, a writer fond of adventure was walking when she saw the boy, she smiled and saw his heavy bundle, she helped him and they passed by a house with a man and his daughter, the woman began singing to the boy a love song she never even heard.

I would walk a thousand miles
I would live a thousand lives
I would search the depths of hell
Or scour the heavens up above
For the knowledge of you beside me.