It'd be funny if it turned out to be an epic style rickroll
"For many moons and many suns have passed, as time, relentless, flows,
Since first their hearts, like twin flames, danced in love’s eternal fire.
Yet, the hero, of noble heart and steadfast will, did speak,
"My heart yearns for a bond unbroken, a pledge that none may sever.
No fleeting fancy, but a troth eternal, one that the gods themselves would envy.
For such a vow, none but I could offer, no other man could dare."
With eyes like the stars in the firmament, he gazed into the soul of his beloved,
And spake thus, with the voice of thunder, yet with the gentleness of the west wind:
"Hear me, O cherished one, for I must reveal the depths of my heart.
Never shall I forsake thee, never shall I let thee fall,
I shall not stray into the shadows nor abandon thee in the wilderness,
Never shall I bring sorrow to thine eyes, nor bid thee farewell.
Never shall my lips craft falsehoods that wound like the sharpest spear."
Through the ages, their bond had grown strong as the oak,
Though the maiden's heart did ache with a silent pain,
For fear held her tongue captive, her love hidden in the shadows.
But the hero, wise as the elders, knew the truth of their shared plight,
For both had danced the dance of fate, and knew well the game they played.
Then again, he spake, his voice a balm to the troubled heart:
"Do not be blind to what lies before us, for the path is clear,
And if thou wouldst ask of my heart's burden, know this:
I shall not waver, nor falter in my love for thee.
Never shall I forsake thee, never shall I let thee fall,
I shall not stray into the shadows nor abandon thee in the wilderness,
Never shall I bring sorrow to thine eyes, nor bid thee farewell.
Never shall my lips craft falsehoods that wound like the sharpest spear."
Through the years they had known each other, their souls intertwined,
Her heart had borne the weight of unspoken love,
Yet now, the veil lifted, they stood as one,
United in purpose, ready to face the trials of love's enduring quest.
And thus, the hero pledged once more, with a heart pure and true,
"Never shall I forsake thee, never shall I let thee fall,
I shall not stray into the shadows nor abandon thee in the wilderness,
Never shall I bring sorrow to thine eyes, nor bid thee farewell.
Never shall my lips craft falsehoods that wound like the sharpest spear."
So spake the hero, and the heavens themselves bore witness,
As love, unyielding, forged a bond that time could not erode.
And thus they walked, hand in hand, into the dawn of a new age,
Their hearts as one, forever bound by the sacred oath."
"For many moons and many suns have passed, as time, relentless, flows, Since first their hearts, like twin flames, danced in love’s eternal fire.
Yet, the hero, of noble heart and steadfast will, did speak, "My heart yearns for a bond unbroken, a pledge that none may sever. No fleeting fancy, but a troth eternal, one that the gods themselves would envy. For such a vow, none but I could offer, no other man could dare."
With eyes like the stars in the firmament, he gazed into the soul of his beloved, And spake thus, with the voice of thunder, yet with the gentleness of the west wind: "Hear me, O cherished one, for I must reveal the depths of my heart. Never shall I forsake thee, never shall I let thee fall, I shall not stray into the shadows nor abandon thee in the wilderness, Never shall I bring sorrow to thine eyes, nor bid thee farewell. Never shall my lips craft falsehoods that wound like the sharpest spear."
Through the ages, their bond had grown strong as the oak, Though the maiden's heart did ache with a silent pain, For fear held her tongue captive, her love hidden in the shadows. But the hero, wise as the elders, knew the truth of their shared plight, For both had danced the dance of fate, and knew well the game they played.
Then again, he spake, his voice a balm to the troubled heart: "Do not be blind to what lies before us, for the path is clear, And if thou wouldst ask of my heart's burden, know this: I shall not waver, nor falter in my love for thee. Never shall I forsake thee, never shall I let thee fall, I shall not stray into the shadows nor abandon thee in the wilderness, Never shall I bring sorrow to thine eyes, nor bid thee farewell. Never shall my lips craft falsehoods that wound like the sharpest spear."
Through the years they had known each other, their souls intertwined, Her heart had borne the weight of unspoken love, Yet now, the veil lifted, they stood as one, United in purpose, ready to face the trials of love's enduring quest. And thus, the hero pledged once more, with a heart pure and true, "Never shall I forsake thee, never shall I let thee fall, I shall not stray into the shadows nor abandon thee in the wilderness, Never shall I bring sorrow to thine eyes, nor bid thee farewell. Never shall my lips craft falsehoods that wound like the sharpest spear."
So spake the hero, and the heavens themselves bore witness, As love, unyielding, forged a bond that time could not erode. And thus they walked, hand in hand, into the dawn of a new age, Their hearts as one, forever bound by the sacred oath."