Night draws near

With the echo of bells

And the song of the stars

Glittering so clear

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A lone figure stands before the sea

On a cleft so high

It stretches eternally

Broken only by a lone tree

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Swathed by a cloak

Fogged by the sea

She kneels by the edge

And out of the mist, a voice spoke

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Words of shock

Words of comfort

A timeless speech

In the mist and fog

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And as she spoke

The light of the moon

Shone down on the land

Revealing lands of oak

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Trees and mountains

Vally's low

No people to call this home

Except for these first founders

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To bright the night

To work the way

To forged the wilderness

And bring the light

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The wild beasts

The creatures here

Only know one human

Who they meet

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Those days end

On a foggy night

Power given

That must extend

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