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Gaidon Trollocs breach the northern line, And sweep into the land, Halfmen at their backs with whips, Maintaining tight command. Dreadlords call the fires of hell, And destroy those in their path, The forsaken at the tide's dark helm, The world will feel their wrath. From near and far the defensive stands, Resolute and strong, Bravery is what paints their faces, As they fight night's mighty throng. Tairens, Illianers, side by side, Aiel with Athan'miere, Sister from the shining tower, And Andor's queen so fair. Wolfmen, Domani and Mayener, Tarabonner, Carheinien and more, Will they leave a world behind, Or will consequences be too sore? When the wheel begins to turn, We watch the pattern weave, Powers clash and worlds align, What tatters will we leave? by Vivaine |