One may find a scroll of parchment, aged but firm enough to not be damaged by touch. Written in fine silver ink on this parchment, in the neat swirly handwriting of a young woman known as Annabell Rose at the time, is a tribute in the shape of a song. One can almost hear the soft song of mourning as they read it...

My friend

so dear

How will it be

after you leave

We've grown

so near

It's hard to see

why you leave me

We used to touch the sky

yes we could fly

Our souls and hearts were one

Now you'll be gone

If heaven is true

There I'll see you

and we'll soar

and we'll soar...

Love

and peace

Be it with you

When you are through

Remember

me

My love for you

how I love you!

We used to touch the sky

yes we could fly

Our souls and hearts were one

Now you'll be gone

If heaven is true

There I'll see you

and we'll soar

and we'll soar...

Your children won't see you

But they will know

I'll tell them the stories

of my dragon I rode

Not long ago...

We used to touch the sky

yes we could fly

Our souls and hearts were one

Now you'll be gone

If heaven is true

There I'll see you

and we'll soar

and we'll soar...