The Prophesy

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In a time of night with the brightest light

When a darkness hides plain in sight,

A femmeling will be born to noble good and secret evil.

Above others quickly will she surpass

in skills and knowledge and allies that last,

Need them she will in her darkest hour

As she walks along a pathway of power.

The noble good will have to fall

as she must rise above it all,

For if she stumbles along her way

Darkness will win at the end of the day.

Many trials she will have to face

To be her planets saving grace,

Three of the family shall betray

One will be lost along the way.

She must never give up and never surrender

Else darkness will be the thing that ends her.

For if she falls so do the walls,

all will be lost.

That. Is the cost.


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