In Exordium Lyrics - Within The Ancient Forest - Paramaecium

A pool of water, crystal clear and shimmering, beneath the light of 

an ancient moon. The water's cold tranquillity, majestic and 

refined in stillness and in clime, disturbed in brief by the passage 

of a lone vessel; the boat in carriage of the solitary one; the 

cloaked youth of sad temper and sorry virtue. 

In time, and not before time, beneath the overhang of tired 

branches, the vessel gains the embankment, the youth alighting on 

the shore. He wraps the cloak for warmth against the asperity of 

the night, and upon his gloved wrist the falcon waits until the light 

of dawn reveals that which is unseen, of the landscape of the land. 

As the boat moves off unnoticed, beneath a tree he reclines to lie 

and I know this story well, as one should, of he that is I.