Orders aimed at incarnate craft*
Into the Hall of Thorns up the stairs
Carved trees, animals there decorated
Humiliated squire dragged by a non-king
The true king of that time on the trade routes
And the thorn must not be defiled by his son either
Blessing with flame and ritual in the well
To the lords of the forest the duty to introduce oneself with respect
Oak thorn
Symbols of life
Symbols of the forest
Royal sign
Memories of the family
On the walls pictures
Guards dull without feelings? you? does he serve the prince faithfully?
And he asks, madman, for all the same armor
Despite all the evil disgrace, does Jasmuz still have yours?
Only a real king can preach that
"What?! You're going to tell me what I can and can't do?
I'm a king! A king! Do you hear?"
In a fit of desperation, the rogue sat down
Undoubtedly on his father's thorn? wrong
From the lofty chair, maiden, life gushed forth
Mighty branches go down his throat
"Cut the branches" when the cross is choked? prince
And trom came, a rider in rainbow armor
With one blow he knocked down the guards, they had no strength left
Almost all the borders turned to clay?
Oak Thorn
Symbols of Life
Symbols of the Forest
Oak Thorn
Symbols of Life
Symbols of the Forest
Images of Death
"Kill the blacksmith , those are his ?ars!"

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