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A fragment from Lebor Dé Faireoiri,
The Book of Sentries, circa 9th century.
In days of old, before time, the stories began.
Passed down by ancient scholars, those days before man.
From four mystical cities of legend and fame
Came the four priceless treasures. To Erin, they came.
From Falias, to the north, the city of stone.
Where the black raven does fly and Hawthorn trees moan.
From the deepest of quarries came the Stone of Fal.
The destiny of the King, the stone, it shall call.
In Finias, to the east, the city of air.
From the highest of mountains and metals so rare.
King Nuada was given a sword of bright light.
It can never be conquered once drawn into fight.
In Gorias, to the south, the city of fire.
Where tales of magic are told and sung by a choir.
In Gorias was crafted a magical spear,
Lugh's Spear of Fire ignites Fomorian fear.
From Murias to the west, city of the sea,
Descendants of Atlantis and narwhales swim free.
The rich Cauldron of Plenty that satisfies all,
Was bequeathed to the Dogda, at the harvest ball.
The Tuatha Dé Danann ruled o'er Erin,
By virtue of these favors and power within.
They defeated the darkness and let in the light.
Mountains, valleys, and coastline, an enchanting sight.
Pray, watch over these treasures, these powers of good.
Should the darkness unite them, where virtue once stood,
Humanity shall suffer a terrible cost.
Evil will rule. Light will fade. And all shall be lost.
They have served Dé Danann well. Yet hide them away.
Protect these priceless treasures. For will come a day,
When a Sentry shall rise, to battle the night
With the King's magical sword and restore the light.
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Caleb McCallister and the Sword of Light
FantasyFourteen-year-old Caleb McCallister has always thought his dad's brother was a little paranoid. But when his parents go missing, Uncle Seamus finally loses it. He wakes Caleb in the middle of the night, they flee their home, and worse, Seamus swears...
