<u>Magician’s Stand</u>


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    This and no more. The ancient youth


    Declared as tears lay claim to his cheeks.This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    With the calm of the damned he turned,


    Too burdened by heart to carry on.


    Fire in his hand, water upon his cheeks


    He walked towards those who had slew


    The strangers for whom he wept


    Air and earth answered his call.


    With a wave he struck them down


    But not enough.


    The army marched on, overcame him.


    The legend outlived them all.