In chains of flame and glowing ore. A silver moon did strike the floor. And a sister’s eyes now forged in rage. Silenced her cries with lock and cage. Lunaris wept with betrayal’s lash strike. As her followers were slaughtered by sword and pike Forever a prisoner, a moon buried in the earth. Burned by a sun and a love felt since birth. - The Azmeri Verses 3:1-4
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