Steel beasts gold crack5/7/2023 Whispers of the prophecy consume the land.Ī horde under command ready to depart the moment that the first light hits the trees. He comes for just one thing and he knows it must be done, for the mallet its belt to meet steel in fire. If you look to the rising sun there's a rider on the run. His curse now lifted and life returns to the forest that has died. Sinks the the horn deep inside of the Twilight Keepers heart He soars through the air like an arrow head and finds his mark In one swift motion he snaps its horn and flies for the attack The unicorn stops in place and throws him from its back Like the last sound of an iron ship before it sinks and drowns In defeat he cries, akin to metal bending The king rises in disbelief, then kneels upon the ground The throneroom breached they ride at the speed of sound The gates have fallen now, between your twilight walls.Įndless mounds of corpses now fill your sacred halls. Glimpses of his silhouette come in an out of view.Ĭreatures shuffle in formation defending sacred walls.Įverytime he hears them move his arrows rip right through. Stained glass windows high above the filtered light cuts through, Storm the gates, if it makes a sound it dies.ĭeath is spilled in golden light, none of your horde will survive. Twisted keeper, it will never let you rule again. Still free to ride, and coming to feast upon your wicked soul.Īnd now you'll be denied of your forever. The black unicorn is mine for all to see. Me, it's me and I've tamed the sacred steed. I'm the Keeper of the Woods.”Īt last I'm here, the sacred Twilight Keep.Ģ years in exile, you thought you'd never see. Of the others who wander through this land in the realm where I rule. But I will gift you with hearing so you can hear the cries. “For the rest of your days you will wander this land with no tongue or eyes. The trial of his life will begin tonight. The smell of wine and booming laughter pervades the night. The sound of the crowd is far too much to bear. He will be judged for taking its life away. Now he's face to face eye to eye with the king.Ī silence befalls the crowd as the gavel falls. With their sorcery they suspend him higher. Down the path lies torches of black, leading to the throne. Outstretched hands they reach for the man, bring him to their land.Įscorted by a cavalry riding beasts bizarre. Pale expressionless face, mouth sewn shut. The king steps forth with his antlers of bone. Crumbling earth, creatures scatter before its form. Then a gate of moss and stone begins to rise. He watches it die in the cold morning light.Ī silence befalls the woods to announce the king. The beast lies bleeding down upon the ground blood seeps into the earth. A great white stag of myth and lore, a legend no more.Īnd so he lies in wait, and a razor sharp arrow awaits his command. A rustling of leaves, its silence betrayed into the clearing it appears. Forever you will be my king.īlack turns to grey as night gives into the day. The son of a king and his tale throughout history they'll sing forevermore. The warrior of the rainbow did rise! And he clutches the sky as he rides. The townsfolk they revel as a rainbow drapes across the sky, bigger than any to ever be. High and mighty floating with the courage of a song.Ī father forever remembered in the heart of his son. Then a warmth overtakes me as light rushes through me,Īnd in my hands appears Spellblade A blinding light appears. “Through light I will conquer the blight, through courage I will set fire to the night” In the crypt when they lay me, when they me to die. The Townsfolk they revel just another dying king they see,įrom centuries long ago, from ancient texts of old. Hark, they call me the Valkyries are drawing near.įor soon I'll be dust Aedris my son to you I entrust.
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