The storms quickly call, yet fade into the night
A blanket of rising quakes and light
See to my heart you'll make it through the dark
As you face the devil's embark
Far from the faded glow
Of shimmering stars in the water below
Arms growing weak with blood and sword
The wings through the wind as you bow to your lord
Cold will be your soul
By the black cloak binding you to the hole
Blue was once the eyes of my son
Now a memory sought to a fate already won
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Dawn of the Forgotten: Lore and Literature
FantasyThis book covers the vast lore of creatures, wars in human history, short stories, poems and more! RECOMMENDED FOR UP-TO-DATE READERS OR THOSE WHO WANT TO KNOW THE LORE BEFORE READING. I'M NOT TO BLAME FOR ANY SPOILERS WITHIN THIS. Make sure to chec...
