An EpicBeyond the darkening shadows deep within the night lies an ole' forgotten world of dreamers locked in flight. Beyond the pools of darkness deep within the dream is a realm of Knights and ladies Magic, Dragons and Queens. Among the lords and ladies is a creature of the night in a world of peace and beauty a fearsome, evil sight. The order of the Knighthood called up to fight a war like none ever afterward and no other come before. The ladies sit awaiting the outcome of their fate no word from a dying world and still they sit and wait. In the end there was a battle On fields of crimson tides lie men who fought for honor, men who fought and died. The raging cataclysm gives strength born of pain and the children of this world upheaval may be saviors of the same. Men of steel and iron boys forged in the flame of tribulation, sorrow aftermath, and shame. Women of the sword and shield girls who learned to hate in the fire that melted the sewing needles while their mothers chose to wait. Long past redemption these soldiers of the Rite rise from among the ashes and bearing arms, unite. Light pierced the darkness a small pinpoint of truth led by a God of justice marched the fountain of our youth. The evil lost its balance and from the precipice it fell tumbling into brightness its own private Hell. For in the prescence of true brilliance the darkness can't survive this God forsaken world reborn began to grow and thrive. |