Dawn Elegy

He remembered the things that silenced everything It's ember; It's tide. It's a fire that has long been extinguished, Only the remaining warmth and ashes remain. It's a huge wave, Sweeping all things, washing all things. He raised his head and looked at the sky, There are stars there, But it seemed like something was stirring in the dark. At this time, he was walking, The center of the turning sound. "Teacher, I heard that there is a group of particularly powerful people called the Granted Ones." The young man asked curiously. "The bestowed one... Alas, all power comes with a price." "Sing an elegy of hope to this world where there is no more light!"