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The Stone Called NightThe night vast, silently she reigns, the air is deep with the breath of centuries of honor.The wood is deep, the spirit cold against the new enemy. Gather, as we defend our old. The hammer stands firm to the iron, clash mighty thunder, our heart is with thy master. The stone of night black as a thousand ashen acres. Our children safe with the knowledge of our power, our fight to prove our reign drowned in the blood of our fathers, drowned in the might of our stand. Falter not, our sword by our side, our mother night, our mother steel, our mother soil. |