In shadows deep where echoes play,
An ancient soul roamed night and day.
A wanderer, wise, with secrets vast,
Of alchemy and lives long past.
In each new form, a bitter tale,
A lover’s wrath, a cruelest trail.
Stalked and scarred, through ages’ veil,
Tortured, killed, a sorrowed wail.
Reborn again in realms unknown,
Fragments of the past he’d own.
Till memories stirred, a name reclaimed,
In twilight’s edge, the truth inflamed.
With cunning steps, he slipped the snare,
A sacrifice he would not bear.
Awakened now, his power bright,
In shadows cast, he found his light.
One by one, he faced the foe,
Manipulators met their woe.
Energetic chains undone,
The ancient battle finally won.
Threads of fate he deftly cut,
The bitter past, now firmly shut.
Free at last from time’s cruel dance,
In light and joy, his true romance.
Emerging strong, his north node found,
In happiness, his life unbound.
The wanderer, in daylight’s grace,
Forever free in love’s embrace.