| The Legacy of Timetao |
| The dust clears, there he stands,holding up his sword, He has killed them all with this mighty Blade, A shining silver lord. He stands before a nation, The silver bade in hand, Ready for the next attack, Just seconds till it lands. He has done this times before,always holding strong, As he runs head long in to battle, he draws the sword of pain, It always reminds him of her face, as each foe is slain. The boold is always in his wake, the pain and agony to, His lifes a life of misery, always a different hue. As he's faced with each new trouble, he often calls her name. Here he walks to new sorrow, never feeling pain. Her mark will always be within him, though out every day, He never stops to take a brether, even a quick lay. Onword though every year, he always wanders on, Never staying in a place to long, for fear of being found, Always telling no one there, always keeping low his sound. He has taught many before, but that was long ago, Gregorox and Kellice, the best of many more. He his histoy is very long, near 9000 years indeed, For he has help lots of citys, all in great need. He will always be around, there will always be his mark, For he is Timetao, The Gold Haft in the Dark! The End |
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