Saga of the Silent Hero

So when I want to change my Facebook status but can't think of anything to say, I usually challenge myself to write something poetic or literary. The past few days, I started writing sestets of ten syllables. So far I've written three and shall continue writing until the story is complete. Here are the first three installments of The Silent Hero.

Deep in his sleep, the silent hero lies,

Awaiting his time to, at last, arise.

When the tower bell finally shall toll,

He will awake from his eternal lull.

Wiping the slumber from his pale, blue eyes,

His mind will recall its physical ties.

Forth went the hero, 'quipped with his blade.

Through mountain, river, swamp, forest, and glade,

He fought dragon, goblin, serpent, and more,

Until, at last, the city he was before.

Destruction painted the metrop'lis staid.

Nowhere could he find his belovéd maid.

So the hero searched and scoured the land,

Hoping to hold once more his love's soft hand.

No people he met, nor animal saw --

No voices' echoes, nor crow's chilling caw.

But then a note he found with one demand,

"You'll find what you seek in the desert sand."