What a clever lover she was til I saw her reflection
Now I am only stone
An unfeeling thing to be picked up and thrown
At windows and passers by whose only crime they offend the eye
But they saw through her pride
There are cracks in that mind
A cruel queen rules on the other side
Step through and find the trail those shards left behind
In pursuit of her another time
Ride on paladin if you are so inclined