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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The land I’m to ensure, the growth of green shall never turn grey To bring hopes to fallen mortals, promising peace they’ll come to live one day And flying with feathered wings, I bless the evergreen around Until one morn, I discovered an intruder had lay wounded upon my ground I hovered over him, daring not to come too close Is he dead or alive, yet what I knew of those? Descending beside the unconscious knight, I saw his ghastly wound Bleeding still, from mayhaps a battle beneath yester’s moon With a power invested in me, I will the comforts to his injury Tending to him till days after, he was awoken finally And always at a distance I remain, fearing to defy the laws of Heaven For mortals, one must walk alone and not be aided by whats forbidden In time he will move on, not remembering if a miracle was ever perform And soon I must continue what’s neglected with him begone Days after, why he chose to remain I wasn’t to know? Yet I cannot abandon my task, shall come another morrow I must gather courage to confront and cast him away But when I came to him, I saw a feather he held since his awoken day And he said, “Beyond this age of Ancients, death is but a relief If you were a mortal to be, is there but a life to believe?” He turned and walked away, leaving his silver sword behind And I was torn by his words, simply to a truth I never thought to find I began to see this battered world with eyes anew If it wasn’t for him, I never would have understood blood was meaningless to spill Days as a Guardian was dis-spirited and I despair with my land turning grey Holding on to his silver sword, will he once again come my way? By the waterfall, the last crystal droplet fell… I was lost! Soon the minions of the Darklord will hunt… and miraculously there he was The silver sword by my side wills back to its bearer Glowing with a fade light before finally unleashing its true power And the demons were slain without much effort at all Hence was the beginning of our journey as I recall Through years passed, he defended me with a new purpose to his life Yet the war did not cease to an end as he fought, as we survive And safe in his arms came one night I fell into a dream Curse the night itself, for the life of him is never again to be seen The words were merciless as it thunders deep into my mind For the one who speaks, has welcome darkness in turn to shine
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