I am a garden of rest and sorrow, Where yesterday meets no tomorrow. I am where roses bloom among decaying stone, Where the echoes of the departed roam.

A journey began because of me. An empire fell because of me. To one, I was merely a circle of gold. To another, I became my precious. I can seal a vow, tempt a heart, Or change the fate of an entire world.

I sit in the shadows, waiting for clues, A mystery buried in forgotten news. Years may pass, but I still remain, Waiting to be solved, waiting for a name. I’m not a freezer or a chilly embrace, I’m a hidden truth waiting to be chased...

I’m a giant with a mighty roar, A jungle legend from a distant shore. I climb tall towers and shake the ground, With thunderous steps and a fearsome sound. My strength is great, but my heart is kind, With a thoughtful soul and a curious mind. I guard those I care for, though worlds divide, With a gentle heart I try to hide. Through roaring battles and moments of grace, My legend forever leaves its trace.

I have a long arm but I cannot hug. I hold a heavy rock but I do not lift. I let it go with a sudden fling to hurl a boulder for the king.