Child, tuck yourself in bed,
Let me tell a story,
Of Lemuria, a kingdom past,
And a girl born for glory.
Lost from our world came she,
Treachery gave close chase,
She raised her sword and flew,
For she feared not the race.
Three long lost lights to...
Somewhere in the vast Lemurian meadows Beneath a blooming apple tree, The Queen of Light was fading, As salt slowly disappears in the sea.
Not much time for her left, As for Sir Firefly it was hard to see Aurora's mother and Igniculus there did meet, And a short talk there happened to be
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Igniculus: "I think my heart might make dew." Queen of Light:"Now she is a queen through and through." Igniculus: "But she forgot to talk to you." Queen of Light:"She has more important things to do."
