PROLOGUE

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The fresh air

Glistening green color

Ruby red-color of blood

Big trees and long branches

Dancing leaves

Shadows hiding in the woods

The moonlight shining in trail






When a traitor spread out

The bodies scattered around

As the three will see

And knows what to do in thee

Swords and fists

Clanging in each other

As both will die

And  the Wilderness will shatter

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