A Bard's Tale

This was found on the Allakhazam Job forum for Bard, I feel it belongs here so it isn't lost to the web in a matter of weeks. Credit for this goes to EmotionBlues.

A Bard's Tale

A story of self, and a search for a purpose, this is one Bard's tale..

Theme music while writing story:

Lenna's Theme Piano Version, Nobuo Uematsu

Upon the highest point in Lufaise Meadows, overlooking a vast valley of pale blue waters and deep emerald trees, a fragile figure stood, still shaking from the sight of some of the most magnificent beasts in Vana'diel he had seen moments before. A single teardrop fell to it's fate far below, just another ripple in the rushing waters.

Skavian gazed upward to what had been a sunny, beautiful sky not moments ago, only to see enormous gray clouds billowing ahead, blotting out the sun. In the distance, thunder echoed, a storm was coming, this much the man knew, but it did not seem to phase him. Withdrawing from his pack a small wooden harp, he began to play a soft melody that carried on the winds, his voice just as soothing as the song..

Some tell tales of our forgotten heroes and the evils long buried beneath our feet but so few dare to spin their songs about the storytellers who always remain unseen those who dedicate each breath to continue the story of the last so today, others do not suffer the mistakes of our past So listen to what I have to say the true story of true heroes those who we forget each and every day

I tell the tale of the lost and wandering forever traveling, always wondering will anyone ever hear my song, and sing a melody pure and true about the life of me and you will a day come, where the noble knights and learned sorcerers will tell a tale of those who sacrificed their strength and might to carry the tale of life the true life of Vana'diel Will anyone remember, the melodies sung during heated battle the mystic strings empowering mind and soul giving courage and hope to even the big and small

Will anyone remember the last of true heart.. For some time, I was lost, having forgotten my purpose myself but I am here to tell tell you something honest that I am here to stay I have finally come home I promise you, that I will carry our song to each edge of our world and I will never forget that we Bards, are the true spirit the true story of Vana'diel..

As the song ended, and it's last notes began to drift away into the horizon, it began to rain. Lightning illuminated the clouds, then struck again, and Skavian was astonished to find, far above in the sky, dancing with the bolts of lightning, tiny specs of maginificent dragons soared against the dark-gray clouds..

"At least some will remember our song," with a sigh, Skavian slid his harp into it's leather bindings and pulled his white cloak about his face to mask himself against the winds, turning his back to the distant beasts, who swooped in and dove in the air..

And as if they understood his tale, far above, the dragons let out a great roar.. a roar that echoed along with a song, echoed far and distant across Vana'diel...