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The progeny of de Sangre were poised to inherit the throne; But coming of uncertain death none was assigned alone. | The progeny of de Sangre were poised to inherit the throne; But coming of uncertain death none was assigned alone.<br> | ||
Mycale was at least proper at one thing, despite the male stock; A sickly little child, come evil in adulthood - as a puppet he would walk.<br> | |||
Mycale was at least proper at one thing, despite the male stock; A sickly little child, come evil in adulthood - as a puppet he would walk. | Castomira the true string master, her little plots she planned; To take down the beautiful Catarin - an assassin from distant lands.<br> | ||
A poet and a warrior, Lucaine Pyramides was the best; Emerged from slavery in the land of Kashar, filled with the oppressed.<br> | |||
Castomira the true string master, her little plots she planned; To take down the beautiful Catarin - an assassin from distant lands. | He sailed to Sapience with a crew half dead by his hand; A simple mercenary for hire - a whisper in the sands. Upon sight of the fair Catarin; his sword he did sheathe; For beloved of her he was, in his heart of her he'd breathe.<br> | ||
A poet and a warrior, Lucaine Pyramides was the best; Emerged from slavery in the land of Kashar, filled with the oppressed. | Enraged at the contracts non-completion, from the dust did the puppet master rise; Her fury now within her belly, Lucaine she now did despise.<br> | ||
At her behest the assassin known only as Trenton Deis; Would stalk her prey and take him down to rot amongst the flies.<br> | |||
He sailed to Sapience with a crew half dead by his hand; A simple mercenary for hire - a whisper in the sands. Upon sight of the fair Catarin; his sword he did sheathe; For beloved of her he was, in his heart of her he'd breathe. | Single-handed combat was far too much for the shadowed man; Who fell to his knees before the champion in a heated last stand.<br> | ||
Not worthy of a soldier's death, he was sent to fall before the gallows; But do not underestimate a man who flirts with shadows.<br> | |||
Enraged at the contracts non-completion, from the dust did the puppet master rise; Her fury now within her belly, Lucaine she now did despise. | Dropping the chains of his prison he sought his revenge; On a man who shamed him - his pride to avenge.<br> | ||
Before his beloved, awaiting her arise, Lucaine sat down to ponder - no thought of demise.<br> | |||
At her behest the assassin known only as Trenton Deis; Would stalk her prey and take him down to rot amongst the flies. | From out of the shadows, death took his hand, Only pen now wielded in his last stand.<br> | ||
Single-handed combat was far too much for the shadowed man; Who fell to his knees before the champion in a heated last stand. | Parchment now tossed aside and written in blood Tells of his heart meant for his beloved.<br> | ||
Not worthy of a soldier's death, he was sent to fall before the gallows; But do not underestimate a man who flirts with shadows. | Lips pressed to his in final embrace, Catarin held him close, blood drained from his face. <br> | ||
Dropping the chains of his prison he sought his revenge; On a man who shamed him - his pride to avenge. | His final goodbye written in ink- Love now bound in heartache's last drink. <br> | ||
What happened next is now written in stone A Queen holding staff, she ruled all alone. <br> | |||
Before his beloved, awaiting her arise, Lucaine sat down to ponder - no thought of demise. | He challenged an army and stood out among men, But brought to his knees by love's last lament.<br> | ||
From out of the shadows, death took his hand, Only pen now wielded in his last stand. | |||
Parchment now tossed aside and written in blood Tells of his heart meant for his beloved. | |||
Lips pressed to his in final embrace, Catarin held him close, blood drained from his face. | |||
His final goodbye written in ink- Love now bound in heartache's last drink. | |||
What happened next is now written in stone A Queen holding staff, she ruled all alone. | |||
He challenged an army and stood out among men, But brought to his knees by love's last lament. | |||