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AN: Decided to keep writing anyhow. Mehs. Guess who
Take Flight
Soft, and steady, I turn away.
Of light and dark, the entire play
Enough is enough,
This game should be cast away,
For what good does it do to cry?
The tears that shimmer
The blood that stains
The laughter that cuts
And the cries that grate.
All are resounding,
Repeating in my head.
What must I do to stop it?
Rune has gone,
Taken by Nadil.
Rath has gone,
Overcome by Nadil.
Thatz is going,
Dying by Nadil.
Still I can do not a thing.
Fly dragon- Water,
To find your Elf-half.
Fly dragon- Fire,
To return your master.
Fly dragon-Earth,
To save your ward.
And do not make little
The loss of Light
Or the enemy Wind.
I send you with my blessing
Take flight.
Protect my lover.