Bedtime Story

You retrace the footsteps of days gone by, wandering through a forgotten world.
But alas, the memories of the arcadia are but blurry verses, devoid of any worth.
The moon recites a bedtime story without a hero, lulling you to sleep. You close your eyes and catch the stray whispers while drifting away.
In an age immemorial, Aha planted flowers within a desolate world.
Eight Mourning Actors gathered beneath an ancient tree to tell their strange tales.
An ancient game was devised, and people donned masks to dance.
The demon lord from beyond set the earth ablaze, while Graphia led the people into the canvas.
Then, countless echoes of laughter were buried within the canvas, until a power from beyond the sky tore it asunder.
The ancient story ends there. And then, here is your today.