So you want to hear a story A tale of Pendragon times And in a city neighboring Camelot Comes this story of mine Eyes like fire, full of faith And magic of all magical crafts A sorcerer once uncovered A magician given a chance A rose among the thorns she was Freshwater from the stream And so her mother named her It fit her ever so well This girl, I used to know her She was there at the great king's death She loved adventure an excitement That was dear Rosewater Grace