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It was in the long gone days of old
When the mighty master of darkness
Hit the earth with his terrible mace
And tremendous tumults shook the soil
Amidst vast vapours of fire and dust
A great mound arose in the wastelands of north,
And there among fields of heather and moss
Began the tale of Dragon's Domain...

In a silent morning haze, under desolate trees of old
loom scattered shelters of some infantry troops.
Dawn burns east as every morning yet some unknown
tension freezes the air and the warriors grow wary
in spirit and heart...

Suddenly clouds of dust rise above the pale horizon
and the watchmen spring to their feet. Sound of horns

This is the lay of the cruel bard
He wrote it himself in his perilous youth
And nobody knows and no other lay tells
If fate finally gave him a lesson or no

He was a bard as anyone else yet nature had praised him a gift of its worth - an irresistible beauty
And charm of the lords, which he did not hesitate to use for his own good