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Chapter..........1..........Part..........2..........3b. The mounted riders, they speed forwards, Turvehr did kick with heaven's power, his mighty horn tearing and rending, His eyes, afire with hates desire, his coat, it did shine like the raven's wing, when kissed by Sol. He was the destroyer of the evil fire, to rend, this was his work this day, his heart a living flame, pure hatred was his song, to kick, toss and tear, this would be his killing way. Turvehr was a terror, a light destroying the dark, his horn now caked in bloody gore, hatred ruled the battlefield this day, great indeed was his majesty, the glory of a darkened dawn. Women watching, cried out with fear, when e'er an enemy came to near, for love indeed, this day was born, for Turvehr, the king of the Unicorn. Alahsar still had her gates, mortal men, their lives, they did lay down, numbers falling, Demons they did crawl, The end of humanity? Dark hearts filled with hate. From the gates a mighty moving, womanhood coming forth with great haste, Hate-filled eyes and voices of venom, yelling out thunder as they come forth. Now, into two groups, these shield maidens do split, one group heads for the Dunlaven bridge, the other group, the fight on Badicha, still, the foe seemed many more. the Arlaghs ever to the fore, a mighty foe begins to push, the might of dark within each beast, to hold this foe, it would take mighty strength, yet, strength was failing, the Arlaghs, then, did mighty push. Then to human dismay, upon the left flank, spiders, wolfs and their riders attack, from the trees they come, Arlaghs, they also come with this attack, the cavalry on the left flank, they are taken by complete surprise, horses scream in fear as they begin to fall. riders also crying out, as they die this day, some shall lie on the bloody plain, others within the bellies of flesh-eating enemies, on seeing this, the women warriors hurry forth, no order had the golden king given, they had come, against all orders. Still, humans stand, much blood does flow, man and woman, power did show, children watching from on high, as parents and friends slowly die, Dark man fighting, vengeance dead, the Tigress, she is spreading fear, a bloody day for one and all, "Blood For Blood," the mortal call. To Be Continued.

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Before the Gates of Alahsar - Version - 2 - 23

Chapter..........1..........Part..........2..........3b. The mounted riders, they speed forwards, Turvehr did kick with heaven's power, his mighty horn tearing and rending, His eyes, afire with hates desire, his coat, it did shine like the raven's wing, when kissed by Sol. He was the destroyer of the evil fire, to rend, this was his work this day, his heart a living flame, pure hatred was his song, to kick, toss and tear, this would be his killing way. Turvehr was a terror, a light destroying the dark, his horn now caked in bloody gore, hatred ruled the battlefield this day, great indeed was his majesty, the glory of a darkened dawn. Women watching, cried out with fear, when e'er an enemy came to near, for love indeed, this day was born, for Turvehr, the king of the Unicorn. Alahsar still had her gates, mortal men, their lives, they did lay down, numbers falling, Demons they did crawl, The end of humanity? Dark hearts filled with hate. From the gates a mighty moving, womanhood coming forth with great haste, Hate-filled eyes and voices of venom, yelling out thunder as they come forth. Now, into two groups, these shield maidens do split, one group heads for the Dunlaven bridge, the other group, the fight on Badicha, still, the foe seemed many more. the Arlaghs ever to the fore, a mighty foe begins to push, the might of dark within each beast, to hold this foe, it would take mighty strength, yet, strength was failing, the Arlaghs, then, did mighty push. Then to human dismay, upon the left flank, spiders, wolfs and their riders attack, from the trees they come, Arlaghs, they also come with this attack, the cavalry on the left flank, they are taken by complete surprise, horses scream in fear as they begin to fall. riders also crying out, as they die this day, some shall lie on the bloody plain, others within the bellies of flesh-eating enemies, on seeing this, the women warriors hurry forth, no order had the golden king given, they had come, against all orders. Still, humans stand, much blood does flow, man and woman, power did show, children watching from on high, as parents and friends slowly die, Dark man fighting, vengeance dead, the Tigress, she is spreading fear, a bloody day for one and all, "Blood For Blood," the mortal call. To Be Continued.