Here's something from my inactive ass. [spoiler]Hey all, this is a short poem-esque dialogue between a guardian and there dying/dead ghost. I wrote this while listening to a piano and vioin duet called "Time Forgotten" by Brian Crain/Rita Cherpurchenko. For added dramatic effect, please do read along while listening to the song, it sets the mood for this sad bit. Enjoy, you can search the song on either spotify or youtube[/spoiler] My Ghost Arno My friend You can't be gone Not now Not forever You gave me this life Found me there Saved me A pie of bones Nothing But you drew a spark in me that day One that cascaded against the cosmos You helped me light a path From the Traveler to the Moon To unearthed secrets on this very planet You helped me My guide Teaching me more than any scholar ever could I could never go on without you I can't see a path beyond this moment This gift of life I feel I can never return to you I miss you My Ghost My friend Arno My Guardian Echo My friend Sorry to leave so soon I know it felt like I'd be here forever And that you needed me But really I needed you Before you I had no purpose No goals But to find the light that could shine with mine It was like magic when it finally worked A great hero buried beneath dust Forgotten by time You shined brighter than I ever could on my own You are a star that burns bright And my light was your kindle So you just go on ahead As I doubt I could pass the trial of finding another guardian so great You've set that record high Far beyond the cosmos and further My light guiding yours So never Never forget As bullets fly and your heart burns on When you feel as if your soul has learned something new When you call out and hear that soft response That is the gift you gave me when we first met And now I'm returning it to you My Guardian My friend Echo