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Morning light again breathes life anew

Hear the birds, chirping away as they do

The stillness of the chill morn giving way

To the sounds of servants starting their day

Into the twisting halls of room upon room

Past the waiting guards who will shift soon

To the left, the kitchen, to right an opening glade

Where merchants share off the goods they have made

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In this small and bustling, busy community

At the center lies the beautiful n’ ageless Queen

Strong, elegant, graceful and poise

She was perfection without all the noise

Her plaited hair the colour of burning fire

Her smile enough to ignite all desire

Her skin the pale beauty of a moonfilled night

By all accounts, she was an exquisite sight

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Breathlessly she moved as the shadows

Without a sound, the twisting halls she follows

Today, a particular person she does seek

As she walks amongst the newly awakened Keep

Down to the cellar, where finally her journey ends

To the wise old woman, to see what she portends.

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Turning to her small pool of glistening stone

The woman tells of a man who has journeyed alone

From lands far and away from our little bustling Keep

He travels in search of a whisper he hears in his sleep

Whispers of a fate that was yet to be born

Whispers of a woman living beyond the storms

Gasping at the sight of her own face in the swirling waters

The Queen also saw of a coming slaughter

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One where here people lay dead and dying

The Queen gasped, praying the waters were lying.

Please, she begged, tell me what I must do

There must be something to make this untrue

Is this man linked to what is to come?

Is he foe or ally, and where does he hail from?

The Queen's voice bordered on quiet desperation

Yet the elder was calm, as if it were any other occasion.

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Relax, my Queen, for there is more to tell

Come look deeper, deeper, into my well

The Queen steeled herself for whatever she was about to see

Unfortunately,  it was a sight that brought her to her knees

Disease, chaos, disorder, even ***

All to be followed by a great and deadly pestilence.

Please, old woman, I'll do everything that I can

To prevent this future, and the arrival of that man.

 

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