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"My lord, the refugees of the Northern towns, ravaged by the attacks, have begged thee for entry in our fair city"

"Seal my gates, and arrow any that may come close to the walls down"

As eager as the darkest of elves

Doth he yearn for knowledge

As thoughtful as the whizzling arrow

In the back of he who dares to offend my princess

Deep inside is buried the Well

Deep inside is buried a Universe

Deep inside is buried desire

Deep inside is buried Fire

As languid as the longing soul for the flashing whirl of magic's winds

As ignorant as the apprentice casting his first spell

Wisdom brings not only faith and love, my child

It purveys the golden Sceptre of deceit

Wield it with accuracy and finesse

And it shall bring you wealth, might, immortality

Know, my child, that the Reaper is the easiest to fool

Deep inside is buried darkness

Deep inside is buried bitterness

Deep inside is buried the Serpent's tongue

Walk the way of Chaos, and thee shallt know the path of Order, my lord

Perfidious in its divinity