"This is a tale from days long gone,
Of a nameless man the world already has moved on.
No gift, no past, no stars aligned,
Yet he left a trace none could unwind.

The threads ignored him, silent, bare,
No gods to plead, no fate to spare.
He wandered paths not marked nor made,
A ghost the world forgot to fade.

The cards fell blank. No fate to say.
For in her deck, no truth could stay,
The spread lay still, the future blind,
And left no thread for her to find."