The Mariana Hollow the unburned

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Soldiers cling to the helm, out at sea
Swords are ripped from young hands, good and clean
With the kingdom ablaze in light of green
The usurpers would raid every keep
There could never be one
But so many claims leave the gods turning
She became the unburned
Knowing her intent with enlightened power
Red lit the sky
Drawing them close to the horizon…
Soldiers cling to the helm, out at sea
Swords are ripped from young hands, good and clean
With the kingdom ablaze in light of green
The usurpers would raid every keep
She was biding her time
Knowing that her strength lay beyond mere numbers
She would nurture her young
Ready to avenge with the gift of fire
Red lit the sky
Drawing them close to the horizon…
Soldiers cling to the helm, out at sea
Swords are ripped from young hands, good and clean
With the kingdom ablaze in light of green
The usurpers would raid every keep
One claimed her heart and held her gaze
Until his blood ran black and cold
One plagued her nights and stalked her days
Until his head was dressed with gold
Seeking comfort in her name
As they walk through darkened waves
Would their journey fall in vain
To pretenders of the realm
She would lead them forth that day
To reclaim her rightful reign
Soldiers cling to the helm, out at sea
Swords are ripped from young hands, good and clean
With the kingdom ablaze in light of green
The usurpers would raid every keep

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