Dawn of the Forgotten
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Last published Mon, Nov 11, 2024
There once was a legend of a being in long past
With the might of the gods, but a heart frail as glass
Many a folk had once gathered, many a voice in their praise
Catching wind to the hillside, the king's blood a blaze
For their might was far certain, like flame of a beast
So the king sent his armies, and they fled to the east
To kill upon prey, from father to son
Until their might had lost favor, to no longer run
Trapped in a cage, they were sent across sea
To die in the waves, to die in what's free
Until fear wakes the memory that the night glimmers a star
A star of long past, singing a name we call Almar
To rise from the ashes, to a world set a blaze
To strike fear in our hearts, until none stands but praise
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