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Wielder of the Chronicle of White
Traversing time to right the wrongs
A land turns to sand beneath his feet
His friends follow suit

Two kingdoms battle for the grainy plains
One wields numbers, one wields technology
A false queen, a twisted scientist
Executed all the same

Led under the words of a Prophet
The so-called Holy War rages on
The Puppetmaster watches behind the scenes
Lambs to the slaughter

He wields the Chronicle of Black
Gifted to him to grant him wisdom
He uses it to dessicate the world
To avoid his true calling

Wielder of White and Wielder of Black
Born but to die
Souls used to keep the sand from spreading
He clung to life to end all other

Many died
History can't write down all the names
The two forsaken Wielders clashed beyond time
And selflessness conquered selfishness

The Wielder of White returned his soul
To the land from which he borrowed
The Wielder of Black intervened
To give his own instead

The Wielder of White was spoken of in legends
From then til the end
Seldom seen and never heard
Perhaps only a distant dream

Of the ones who survived
Of the ones who prayed
Of the ones who were tasked
With ensuring his would be the last sacrifice

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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