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A painting of the young Holy Dame Helena Helvets
returning from her months of capture
- painted by Holy Sir Edwin de Sarkozy,
circa 1833.

 


 

 

Written and composed by Holy Dame Helena Charlotte Helvets of Rochefort
2nd of Owyn’s Flame, 1833.

 

Spoiler

 

 

[Original song from the fantastic, Greatest Showman,
Credits to Movie Fan for the cover]

 

I saw the sun begin to set,

and felt that south wind blow cold,

a girl learns who is there for her,

when the blade is pointed and the life drains,

cause from that horror,

what remains,

can only be what’s true,

if all was lost,

there’s more I learned,

‘cause it led me back, 

to home, 
 

From now on,

these eyes will not be blinded by the lies,

from now on,

what’s written in my tapestry starts tonight, 

it starts tonight,

let this promise to them start,

like an anthem in my heart,

from now on,

from now on,

 

I drank tea with lords and ladies,

the crowds praised my name, 

but those were not my dreams,

the pitfalls of the woman I became, 

for years and years I chased their cheers, 

the hunger of always needing more,

but when I stop,

and see them here,

I remember who all this was for, 

 

And from now on,

these eyes will not be blinded by the lies,

from now on,

what’s written in my tapestry starts tonight, 

it starts tonight,

let this promise to them start,

like an anthem in my heart,

from now on,

from now on,

from now on,

 

And I will come back home, 

and I will come back home, 

home, again!

(x7)

 

From now on,

these eyes will not be blinded by the lies,

from now on,

what’s written in my tapestry starts tonight, 

it starts tonight,

let this promise to them start,

like an anthem in my heart,

from now on,

from now on,

from now on,

 

And I will come back home, 

and I will come back home, 

home, again!

(x3)


A piece to scribe thanks to those whom
offered their shoulder to me during these
trying months,

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Casper Cardinal Providentia fell a tear as he read the text, a smile forming upon his lips. "Beautiful, truly beautiful!" Was all the aging man could say once he had finished reading the work.

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"Its been a while. . ." Said Edwin as his ears were graced by yet another one of Helena's songs. "A while."

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"I'm glad you're back, dear." The elder sovereign says with a soft smile as he reads the parchment. "I'll have to invite you to come sing for me soon." 

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Bishop Francis smiles softly as his eyes scan the paper from behind those silver-rimmed spectacles "Well done, good Dame, well done!"

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