The Darkstalker Prophecy

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Hatched of Ice and hatched of Night

cursed with the moons all shining bright.

Longs for power, not his own.

He has come to steal the very throne.

Only three to stop him now.

One of Night, one of Ice, and the other Sea

all need to climb the highest peak.

Lay him to rest for 2,000 years

until he rises to face his fears.

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