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JASON

This ancient warrior.
One of good light.
He stands alone now.
To face the cold bitter night.
A once great being, a truly courageous soul.
Now alone.
Growing still, growing cold.
Loyal to his king, he shall always be.
One man, alone.
Who doth test infinite.
A being with tooth, wing, fang, and claw.
Doth now come to test.
This ancient knight, who doth rest.
Raising him from his eternal sleep.
Waiting with keen eyes, for his soul to reap.
With burning fire, and flaring night.
The warrior rises, and tests his might.
The dragon of old.
Blackened with hate.
His heart burning, like fire upon the lake.
Raging souls from stromswept skies.
They lock into battle, their swords doth try.
Upon an isle of towers.
The lady waits for him alone.
The one to test.
Dragon stone, and blood red bane.
He hast stolen her heart, to forever rest.
From ebon glass in emerald frame.
Thine pure white lillies speak her name.
Resting, and waiting.
For thine lips.
She lays alone, her garments torn and ripped.
Hearts intwined.
Always and forever more.
Thine need only but to open the door.