The waves were drifting away
From the eyes of admirers and seekers alike
It had secrets that could not be made
But only be unlocked when destiny arrived
Once belonged to a king
Who had everything he could only dream
And his kingdom prospered with riches and possessions
Under the rule of king Ademant ,the king with his most deadly pendant
It arrives on the shore
Clinging to the hope
That it does not go
Unnoticed and left out like before
A child curious by its nature
Looks at its well-defined, unfaded, caricatures
Buries it deep again
Never to resurface till time’s eternal end
So goes the tale of the marvelous lost pendant