For those awaiting more from Turand, we are pleased to share with you the opening to the upcoming sequel:

Return to Turand.....Legends from Turand: Echo Sonata

My Lord, my God,
My eyes do I cast toward Your heavens,
Yet my tears Your sun cannot dry.
My heart feels frozen; it knows no warmth.
My body, wracked with pain, aches to die.

My Lord, my God,
My ears recoil, rejecting agonized cries.
My mind retreats, stunned and terrified.
Frightful screams torn from a tortured soul.
Silence again. My God, it was I who cried.

And cry out did she, “My Lord, my God!
Forgive me my greed!
Look not on my selfish heart!
My love for You
Remains ever true,
But my heart, in tatters, does not forget.”

My Lord, my God,
Your message was born from light and love.
Your servant child You sent to me
And, with hand so delicate wrapped ‘round mine,
From darkness she led me and set me free.

My Lord, my God,
Her image appears within my mind.
Her smile so glorious, her eyes so bright,
Her voice a song, her touch a balm,
As my life of despair she turned to Your light.

And cry out did he, “My Lord, my God!
Forgive me my greed!
Look not on my selfish heart!
My love for You
Remains ever true,
But my heart, in tatters, cannot forget.”

My Lord, my God,
I hope, I pray, Your will to comprehend,
So dark is this place where You have brought me.
My promises, my vows, I struggle to keep.
Oh! Help Your child live on faithfully.

My mind seeks escape, my heart yearns for home.
His arms, I’m so sure, long to hold me again.
Our lives tightly bound, our souls as one,
My life a journey. His love, my destination.

And cry out did she, “My Lord, my God!
Forgive me my greed!
Look not on my selfish heart!
My love for You
Remains ever true,
But my heart, in tatters, does not forget.”

My Lord, my God,
Cherished blessing You sent to be mine.
Through our love came children so dear.
Now, to my chest, I clutch them tightly,
Through their angelic voices, hers I still hear.

My body revolts. Her touch it demands.
Through nights long and lonely, I do not sleep.
I think on years, now gone, when slumber escaped
And her song so sweet took my weariness to keep.

And cry out did he, “My Lord, my God!
Forgive me my greed!
Look not on my selfish heart!
My love for You
Remains ever true,
But my heart, in tatters, cannot forget.”

My Lord, my God,
The blows they strike slash my flesh.
My screams resound, oh! louder than before.
The pain into my body sharply pierces.
That body, so weak, can take no more.

Blackness, so welcome; the void becomes all.
Their fury, their hatred, they cast at me.
My blood drawn forth, my life they do steal.
Fall, I do; has sweet death come to set me free?

And cry out did she, “My Lord, my God!
Forgive me my greed!
Look not on my selfish heart!
My love for You
Remains ever true,
But my heart, in tatters, does not forget.”

My Lord, my God,
Recalling those sacred promises I made,
My pledges I kept as we fought for peace.
With her by my side I was no longer afraid.
But dread has returned. Will grief never cease?

My Lord, my God,
Sounding within my soul, a canyon wide, are
Memories, wealth of life, voices from long ago.
From soaring peaks, across valleys so broad,
Ring now lost treasures, forever to echo.

And cry out did he, “My Lord, my God!
Forgive me my greed!
Look not on my selfish heart!
My love for You
Remains ever true,
But my heart, in tatters, cannot forget.”

My children, my children, beloved are you.
Sojourn you must through the canyon of grief.
Turn your ears to the breeze; listen to echoes.
Let those voices sing out,
Great comfort memories bring.
Let your songs not lament,
Love’s wings will carry you from sorrow’s throes.

My children, my children, beloved are you.
Think not of greed when so much you have given.
Your hearts filled with love are all that I see
As my love for you remains ever true

My children, my children, beloved are you.
Valleys stretch wide. Mountains sweep high.
Love is my gift. In my hands, you I hold.
Lift up your voices. Send forth your songs,
With melodies sweet, their return is foretold.
Throughout the ages you are destined to go,
Greater than memories, more than an echo,
As forever and longer, I shall be with you,
As my love, and yours, remain ever true.

Echo Sonata