From the beseeching forgotten chapters, a darkness shall be cast,
Inside the womb of paradox, death and life will be born!
In the land where the beginning ends, the foretold curse shall last,
If the Bringer of the End will not wear the mark, centuries had been torn!
Behold, for the eyes will turn blind upon the arrival of the obscure orbs!
On the Throne of Jewels, a Pawn will sit at the King’s carnage.
The Bearer of the Immortal Sword shall bleed to death when the summer leaves;
If the Torn Heart will not kill the freezing winter inside the cage!
The Raven and The Knight will be lost in their own labyrinth;
As they tip the scale in their own favor, the real path shall be covered with wall.
In his glittering glory, The Prince of Paramour will wield hearts he had tainted,
The reign shall only end if The Destroyer, who doesn’t seek his love, receives it all.
Destroy all the vines in the opposite garden, and the prophecy will start,
From the chaos, they shall know The Daughter of Paradox as the Last Evergreen,
For in her glowing palm, two opposing paths will spurt!
Behold, her Golden Pen can be the mortals’ salvation or the world’s greatest destruction!
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The Last Evergreen
Fantasy[UNEDITED] Growing up in a family with strange beliefs, Lorienne Evergreen had been groomed to hate the villains in every book since she was young. She knew that the extreme abhorrent of the Evergreens didn't stem from petty reasons, but from the hi...
