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Mystery spread its cloak
Across the sky
We'd lost our way
Shadows fell from trees
They knew why
Then through the leaves a light broke through
A path lost for years led us through

Pristine and bare, the old road stretched on out of site. A straight and narrow path, I sought the King of the blue darkness. He disappeared many years ago. The lands had begun to fall into ruin now. Anarchy and famine ruled the land. Some had fought valiantly to save it, many stopped caring long ago. Only the King could help now, only he could make a difference, we desperately needed the King back.