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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Is one to remember what remains no more a memory? An afterlife beyond eternal damnation, forgotten entirely In my mind, burns a question of which beheld no answers And staring off to the distance, I’m to simply wait on forever} As then, Alkaiya spoke, “There isn’t time dawning a morrow’s day There isn’t a road where was taken nay Time is of sins, yet only to ignore What be our sleepless dreams, can one truly adore? The hour of darkness beckons a returning light Mayhaps only us can bring forth to wondrous sight The ground stains the blood of our brethren From whence together we fought till souls were left abandon We may forget ourselves time after time Yet we mustn’t forsake those to be honoured behind The Darklord Alkzadrius has long since known of my existence Yet your return to The Ancients, to him rings unheard and in silence Thus far for several hundred years, his wrath I’m able to survive Though of death I closely came upon in battles, to near lose my life Since my escape was whence the hunt for me they began to seek Of minions I warn, we’ll nay to undermine to be presumably weak From my overseer came whispers to me of the minions’ task Feared by what lies forbidden, it will hunt even if eternity shall come to past ‘Be weary of the Black Stallion there gallops into the night Cries of the Leech-King will echo and death shall come by sight’ He who doesn’t believe, is never in purity to understand And death indeed will open its door, before battle wills to hand We are to leave soon before the thundering of the Leech-King be heard Had since your return, we must seek our fate through the Goddess of Word Within the forbidden Temple of Erl-gria is where she belongs And make haste we must, to this place where we first were born She be the one, will decide our destinies aforth As well for your path toward uncertainties, she will aid to solve Yet… the word of the Goddess is barely but a whisper Words embracing a meaning depthless for our endeavour Our road is still afar and along lies danger we are to overcome? Indeed, now draws a time when a proven worth shall come undone We shall travel lightly burden and silent as the loneliest shadow And to leave no trails behind for the impudent minions to follow May the spirits of Erl-gria we can rely upon for immerse power! Let there be a light to shine through always, beyond our darkest hour”
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