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In the night’s mists, it curls upon the ground

I approach the tree line without notice, without sound

Behind a web of branches, shadow in the leaves

Inside he stood, awaiting me

Adorned in feathers, and a necklace made from bone

Pelts and furs across his chest, an expression made of stone

My eyes looked up to him, he towered like a tree

And with no words commanded me

Warrior

Descendant of Dragons

You must seek the silver leaves

Corrupted

Warrior

You must find your sunlight

Warrior

Deep in the forest

Redemption blooms behind the silver leaves

You must go and find your own light

Survive the trials or this will be your end

These woods have been the grave of plenty of great men

You have the strength and power, you don’t have the sun

Weakness you must overcome

Survive the trials, and bring home victory

Oh, fearless warrior, bring this land harmony

Bring this land harmony