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Who stands above all

In the clouds of medieval

Wizardry across

Fields of flowers and distraught

Fear- Wrath

The mesmerizing sun

Vanishes from

The atmosphere around

No light above

Hope- Existence

I am the magic being

Embrace my wrath

The land you’ve slipped into

Is filled with hope and misery

Colors in the sky without lux

Hope in all of us

Beaming from above

Wizardry washed lands

Forsaken

Colors in the sky without lux

Hope in all of us

Beaming from above

Wizardry washed lands

Village in storms of snow

White lands in dying autumn

As fear rises

Emperor in grief

A miserable kingdom

Represented by starving sheep

Depressed species

In spring’s mouth

Happy by the night

The fire burns out- Ruin- Misery

Falling clouds- Make fog

Darkest days in history

Winters of tarnish

Season of despondency

Wrath forsaken

Wrath

Depressed species

In spring’s mouth

Happy by the night

The fire burns out