Even Among a Crowd of Hate

We are lost, we where forgotten. If you love me, take my hand, I want to be your home land.
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Those where memories. The General's memories. His head was filled with madness. The thought of blood pouring across the floor excited him.
The floors would be painted the crimson color of blood. The stench of iron is the room's smell.

Why don't I show myself to a certain princess?

That certain princess walked along the sandy bank heading toward the dock. She had light scratches on her fragile legs.
The shrubs and bushes she'd passed earlier had ceased to wrigle. Once she neared the dock she noticed something.
In the dark blue sky The Rose Sun began to set, it lit the vast sea that stretched far and wide, the sunset made the Crystal Sea glow as if set fire.
She decided it was not safe to travel this late, remembering the strange creature that shredded her wing.

Seladon's paladins had set for the water, obeying the All-Maudra's orders..
Seladon had her sharp and precise stare ahead.
"Elders have sent word that they haven't seen The General yet." Hearing these words Seladon shifted her gaze to the speaking guard.
"I see, tell them to set reinforcements to guard the borders." She ordered.
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Darling you make my heart fly. Just as does the the girls in the sky.
Give me your dreams, your memories, this is simply for you and me
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Naia, Hup, and the others listened carefully as Kylan read the scroll. The parchment was old and torn the text upon it written carefully.
It's contents where simply a reply to the first scroll sent earlier. Gurjin's mind however wandered elsewhere.
The calm trees swayed to the soft song of Thra. Cheryl blossom petals flew in the sweet tasting air, mixing with leaves from the oak trees. The sky was a pink hue as the second sister kissed the horizon.
The mountains caged the forests of the Sami-Thicket in Wich the group hid. The flames danced and Sparks flew in the air. It reminded Naia of rain.
That may seem strange but think about it. The small elements fall to the ground, a truly beautiful scene.

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Foolish hearts cease to feel.
A heart like yours however dose reveal,
That even among a crowd of hate,
Our love is true and real.
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