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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Deep within the earth I can hear their song A voice with a strange magic in it that I have never heard before One with such sadness that it might break my heart The song of the children The songs of the skies The songs of the rivers And the songs of the nights Softly they hum One, two, then three A symphony of voices A symphony of pleads A tale told of long ago Words woven into the air Memories reflected within the water And only the children know The sound, a memory Of the storm of swords The clash of kings As blood painted the ground And the feast of crows begun Fallen kings, knights, common folk It is all the same Greed started the war Humans are too blame Their greed for power Their greed for love Their greed for gold Nothing was ever enough The skies darken to the shadow of wings One white, one green, and one black With the desire to roast the world Only Mhysa can signal that attack Winter has arrived now The rivers will freeze Like the blood in their veins Because what is dead my never die But only rise again Too many games they played Too many lives lost The spiders carried their messages Whispered in the ears of kings But at what cost were these secrets sold? The winter will take them all Every wolf, every lion, every dragon, and every stag After the snow melts After the rivers break After the trees can sigh in relief Only the children of the forest will remain And one, at first a child, merely a green boy He has been crippled, abandoned, captured, orphaned, hung and burned But now he sits on his throne, with his pack at his side The king no one expected The king who can fly (Alternate ending) After the snow melts After the rivers break After the trees can sigh in relief Only the children of the forest will remain Singing their bittersweet songs Their songs of the forest And their tales of the races lost
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