A Lockhaven bard’s gentle song about the beauty found where the Dark Mountains and the Hammerfists meet

Verse I
Oh the Hammerfists rise golden, where the dawn first warms the stone,
And the Dark Mountains stand silvered, carved by winds the night has known.
But where they meet, the world grows wide, and every traveler stops to see—
For the mountains kiss the heavens there, in quiet, ancient majesty.

Chorus
Where stone meets sky, the heart stands still,
And even storms forget to roam.
Two giants lean in soft embrace—
And every soul feels closer to home.

Verse II
The ridges glow at sunset like a crown of burning gold,
And the shadows dance at twilight in the valleys deep and old.
The rivers hum their silver songs, the pines sway soft and slow—
And every breeze that wanders through carries tales from long ago.

Chorus
Where stone meets sky, the heart stands still,
And even storms forget to roam.
Two giants lean in soft embrace—
And every soul feels closer to home.

Verse III
Some say the gods once walked there, where the peaks rise side by side,
And left their footprints in the stone before they crossed the other side.
But others say the mountains grew from love too strong to part—
And that’s why every traveler feels a stirring in their heart.

Final Chorus
Where stone meets sky, the heart stands still,
And even storms forget to roam.
Two giants lean in soft embrace—
And every soul feels closer to home.