AND:I did this in about ten minutes so it probably sounds horrible. Tell me who you think this is about.

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The wind shifted around his body. He smirked. The wind was being cruel to him as well. Trying to rip him to shreds. He deserved it for all he had done and he knew it. He couldn't understand why he was standing on the battle ground and still alive.

sunny days and starry nights

lazy afternoons

you count the castles in the clouds

and hum little tunes

True to himself, he just kept on walking in one direction with no clue where he was going. It didn't matter anymore. He was an outcast. No one would even give him the time of day anymore. He was an outcast, an exile.

but somehow right before your eyes

the sun fades away

everything is different

and everything has change

He stopped by a lake for a quick drink and stared at the setting sun. The moon would soon be out in all of its glory. He hated the moon. It carried too many memories and too many broken vows. He had to move on, but to where. He had nowhere left to go.

if you feel lost and on your own

and far from home

you never alone, you know

He turned his weapon in his hands. The complicated weapon that he had mastered at a young age. He growled at it. It reminded him of the other master at the Garden. He was always in his way. His thoughts faded from the other master and trailed to the thoughts of those he had left behind. His friends, those that relied on him, had turned their backs on him once they knew the truth.

just think of your friends

the ones who care

they all will be waiting there

with love to share

and your heart will lead you home

He stood up from the cold ground and gazed upward at the stars that had finally come out. His heartbeat slowed as he listened to the world around him. This place was his home. He could feel the spirits of the land calling him back. His true friends were calling him home.

funny how a photograph can take you back in time

to places and embraces

that you thought you left behind

He started to walk into the water for a moment then stopped. He took out an old photograph of his only true friend, a large creature of immense bulk, and laid it on the ground. He was going to join his only companion in death. He was going to finally go home, back to Hyne were he belonged.

they're trying to remind you

that you're not the only one

that no one is an island

when all has said and done

Someone was running towards him. He turned and saw all of those who he had once trusted heading for him. They begged for him to stop, to come back, but he would have none of it. They had no idea what was wrong with him. They just thought he was depressed. No, it was the opposite. He was happy, happy to go back home.

there'll come a day when you're losing your way

and you won't know where you belong

they say that home is where your heart is

so follow your heart know that you can't go wrong

He turned his back on them and fell into the water. A great man drowned that night, in front of those that called him a friend. A great fighter, a great leader, and a legend in his own right had left the human world behind. He returned to stand beside his greatest ally, his true companion. He became a legendary GF in time. His spirit bound to the physical plain. He didn't mind because he was finally home.