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Sky Goddess
Mist, swirling softly
From a slight breeze
That travels slowly
Across the land.
Such subtle breezes
Tell of the coming
Of the elegant one,
The Goddess of the Sky
Her swift-footed pace
Is unmatch by another.
Her tempered will,
Sharper than any blade.
The very horizon bows
Before her intensity.
What hope does evil
Have against such might?
~Dione~
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