The prophecy

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The land of fell to revitalize, 

The Dark King will fall,

Born on the same day, two souls will rise,

One on top of it all. 

The other to perish, a death will be, 

Dismally, the only way for Fell to be free. 















This story is dedicated to I_readpastmybedtime_! Thank you SO much for writing the new-and-improved prophecy! (The old one was terrible) 

People who don't know I_readpastmybedtime_, please check out her work! She writes AMAZING poems!

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