The Prophecy

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Thank you to my Dearest teacher Maita, teacher Aileen, my family, and my friends, for supporting me all the way

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This land is dying

Its people are mourning

The once great and respected king

Now chaos is all he brings

The sorceress Kiyelo, her children destined

To create the wand for the coming Chosen

the youngest son will sacrifice for humanity

and temporarily put an end to this insanity

The eldest brother who lost the one he holds dear

must find the prophesied, chosen heir

five hundred years, no more, no less

a year a great pandemic brings distress

he will find the chosen right where he is sent

in the land of the Pearl of the Orient

his heart is like stone,

but etched inside is pure gold

An imperfection, like a daisy in a field of roses

He keeps inside, his hidden prowess

A sign, not needed when seeking the one

For his mind is not like anyone

Upon the chosen, to him will bestow

The wand they created with lighting and snow

The magic within this wand can’t be returned,

neither destroyed, nor can be burned

Using it, he will unlock a hidden spell

That only a few Mahikans have beheld

He will be known as the Alpha of the pack

And prepare himself for evil’s attack

for the dark gem shall be rediscovered,

And in darkness, the world shall be covered

You’ve now read the prophecy of the one not by law

For he shall wield the wand named

The Wolf’s Paw…


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