When the dragon age ends
and evolution begins
When the new era bends
with trouble and sins
When the silver egg hatches
in the light of the moon
When darkness shall latch
on the white heart of doom
When the seasons shall rise
with the dragons on wings
When to much alls despise
a hero she will bring
When with bravery avail
where save is to fail
When risen a heroine
where hate's comparison
The sparrow of hate
With the cinder of flame
Comes to fate
The end of this game
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The Insignia
FantasyThey call us beasts. Monsters. They say we burn their civilization to the ground. They call us demons. Creatures that plaque the earth. We are the devil to their species, as they are to ours. They are human, after all humanity overrides everything...
