"Crossing towering mountains and mist,"
"Reaching down into deep cellars and ancient caves,"
"We must set off before dawn,"
"To seek treasures and legendary lands."
"Riding starships, shuttling through Planes,"
"Our footprints stretch across ten million miles."
"Noble and beautiful Elf Chosen Ones,"
"With indomitable will and courage..."
The vicissitude-filled yet stirring ballad echoed slowly through the cabin along with the moving accompaniment of a hand harp; it was the latest version of the Magic Phonograph playing music.
However, Tony preferred another name for this Magic device—Magic Audio.
The tune had quite the flavor, the melody was wonderfully pleasant.
Listening to it, one could not help but imagine themselves as a noble Elf Chosen One, roaming and adventuring in the boundless void and countless Planes.
Of course, Tony had long since become a fairly famous Elf Chosen One.
