I am a lighthouse, worn by the weather and the waves. I keep my lamp lit to warn the sailors on their way. I'll tell a story, paint you a picture from my past. I was so happy but joy in this life seldom lasts. I had a keeper, he helped me warn the ships at sea. We had grown closer til his joy meant everything to me. He was to marry a girl who shone with beauty and light and they loved eachother and with me watched the sun sets into nights. *And the waves crash in around me, the sand slips out to the sea and the winds that blow remind me of what has been and what can never be* She'd had to leave us. My keeper, he prayed for her safe return, but when the night came the weather to a raging storm had turned. He watched her ship fight but in vain against the wild and terrible wind. In me so helpless as dashed against the rocks she met her end. *...* Then on the next day, my keeper found her washed up on the shore. He kissed her cold face. That they'd be together soon, he swore. I saw him crying, watched as he buried her in the sand, and then he climbed my tower and off the edge of me he ran. *...* I am a lighthouse, worn by the weather and the waves and though I'm empty I still warn the sailors on their way...

~The Lighthouses Tale