"Echoes of the Forgotten Realm"Chapter II

Chapter II: The Light Unbound
In caves where silence ruled the stone,
The child stood, now not alone.
A spectral figure, pale and wan,
Spoke of truths long lost, now drawn.

"The crown was shattered not by greed,
But by a heart consumed by need.
Its shards are scattered, bound by flame,
Each a fragment of the same."

With steps both cautious and profound,
The child sought where shards were bound.
Through mountains high and valleys deep,
She claimed them all, where shadows sleep.

One shard lay trapped in frozen seas,
Guarded by spirits of icy breeze.
Another shone in the molten core,
A dragon's lair of fire and lore.

Through trials fierce, the child endured,
Her will unbroken, heart assured.
With every shard, her flame grew bright,
A beacon carved through endless night.

At last, she reached the shadowed vale,
Where winds howled fierce, and stars grew pale.
The specter lingered, final foe,
Its form of darkness, ebb and flow.

With light unbound, the child stood tall,
Her fire burned through shadow’s thrall.
The shards united, crowned her head,
And darkness fled, its power dead.

The kingdom woke to morning’s gleam,
A realm reborn from endless dream.
The child now queen, her heart of flame,
Brought peace to lands once lost to shame.

And in the skies of dawn's embrace,
The stars returned to take their place.
For though the shadows ever creep,
The light within runs strong and deep.