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Post by Topaz on Dec 17, 2016 17:22:21 GMT -5
Mirandines bloom beside the temple door, as red as flame, where eastern mountains soar with rugged crags, reflecting to the height the eerie echoes where the centaurs fight, the mountain bear's reverberating roar.
Within that temple, carved in days of yore we praise Sunrifter's Fire whom we adore while, shining ruby-red, carnelian-bright, mirandines bloom.
What future wonder, what forgotten lore will aid us in our questing to restore our well-beloved goddess to her might? We answer to the call, while, day and night, within Miranda's shadow evermore, mirandines bloom.
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Post by Rose Alderon on Dec 27, 2016 20:00:43 GMT -5
A warrior's call, if there ever was one. *nods approvingly* Well said, Topaz.
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