Chapter 1 - 1

The blade of the Shadow,
The shadow of the Blade,
His back no streak of yellow,
Of endurance be he made,

The loss of hope and pride,
The onset of desolation,
Cause the one true hero,
To begin his preperation,

F'he's the blade of the night,
With his blood-red crimson blade,
The Blade of the Shadow,
The Shadow of his blade...

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'Twas raining down hard on a moonlit night,
When an almighty battle cry epitamised the fight,
The clash of blue steel,
The clash of red,
The battle for everything,
For here he was led,

For an almighty evil had taken this land,
Not for riches nor any item grand,
But the ruling of this kingdom,
And the placement of it's land,
A place not of grandeur or proud kingdom,
The port of The Golden Hand.

And no mere calling had brought him this way,
Nor any wrong path that led him astray,
For the rumour had spoken,
That the dark one must pay.

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