The New Prophecy

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Born of the night and born of the sea,

Darkness shall arise,

Unless five, shining jade of jade,

Fell the foe where deception lies.


Princess of the ice and stalker of the night,

By glowing trail shall guide,

To where the jewel rests,

For the Seer no longer resides.

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