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Castle Heartstone sank into the mists of magic 
The Princess of Magic, spell cast 
For one day, 
we shall return 
When Faeries can play 
When The Wise Ways, 
will always last.. 

Our enemies will never have.. 
What lies in our hearts 
Wonderful things 
Magic, love 
The colour of the seasons 
What it brings.. 

Masts creaked, 
sails held strong 
A fair wind 
for the Heartstone throng 

The Four Kings, 
having command of the ships 
The Princes, 
the navigators 
for they encircled the world in wind 
Queens, for strength 
Princesses, for love and laughter 
Faeries for, joy 

An ocean , so blue 
Its' light reflected in the Heartstone 
Brilliant fire, 
felt in the hearts of many too 

The night, so clear 
You could touch a star 
The Faeries brought one to light the way 
For, Faeries can, at play 
Illuminate their hearts, 
to all those they hold dear 

Such a Tapestry of Stars 
Only a Faerie could weave 
For, they left the world 
Such hearts , grieve 

Soon, the land disappeared from view 
Masts creaked 
Sails held strong 
A sense of something new... 

The Castle was gone... 
Disappeared by the Princess of Magic 
Its' beauty not to be despoiled 
by those they had foiled 

Hidden in the mists of  Magic 
Castle Heartstone, lost in our memories 
such thoughts detected 
on an ocean , so blue 
in its' light 
feelings reflected 

A King , cannot stop the sea 
Storms blew 
The ships held fast, 
for such things never last 

Beautiful treasures were not left behind 
The Heartstone 
The Tapestries 
The Book of the Wise Ways 
Seeds from the Whispering Trees 
Water from the Stream of Sighs 
The memories you can find, 
for you are not alone 

The Eagles of Heartstone, 
came too 
Upon golden wings, they flew 
High up, above 
The ocean , so blue 

The Swords of the Knights, 
were brought too 
Faerie magic, sometimes not enough, 
to stop an enemies bluff 

The ships were filled with song 
The beginning of the end.. 
The end of the beginning.. 
Hope and love, 
in the hearts of this happy throng 

Days filled with golden sun, 
a little rain too 
Upon oceans of blue 

Each day 
The king of air launched the Eagles 
They soared high, 
to find the land 
that was meant... 
For, magic cannot die
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