The Floating Tower Words and music by Paul Kwinn © 2023My friends I come from Garenhoff A peaceful town and fair You'll find elementals common And violence quite rare Our town gets many tourists Drawn not by beach or beer But by long-standing mystery Of a paradox so clear What is that floating tower? Then on an August morning An uneventful dawn We raised our eyes up to the skies Our tower it was gone The elementals vanished It drove a few folk mad So I set out to answer this New mystery we had What is that floating tower? And where did it go? Some clues brought me to Frode then, and what a tale he told Through him I next met Zojja, a golemancer bold She might be called Felcia, depends upon the Day And through some rifts came demons it took all our might to slay The Astral Ward had miracles To make our victory sure Like tracking rifts aborning With the Heart of the Obscure They shared the Wizard's Vault with me With wondrous prizes there And now I'm wearing relics Though I'm not sure quite where What is that floating tower? And where did it go? And why am I in it? Armed with these and other treasures, we kept Kryptis at bay Determined not to let them suck all emotion away And started hearing voices, and strained to keep control For we must put down Eparch, our glorious final goal I even got a skyscale I'd never thought I would It takes so long but these guys knew, A shortcut, so that's good! And everybody's striking A new pose to fit their mood Some like to read a book (nerd!) Or flex heroic (dude!) What is that floating tower? And where did it go? And why am I in it? Can I please meet Felicia?