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Legend tells of the demise of Argun
When the king has fallen by death’s hand,
Chaos and uncertainty shall surface
Until the brave no longer stands.

Out of the dead king's ashes
Shall Argun be reborn,
A kingdom of distrust and strife,
Of countrymen torn.

Legend tells of the Great King of Argun,
A man of youth and visions, intelligence and might
'Tis he with the heart of gold
Who shall see Argun through the night.

Vengeance plays a seductive tune
As darkness threatens its hold,
But love's guiding light shall lead the way
And light fire to even the fiercest cold.

Legend tells of the Savior of Argun,
A peculiar being not of this time.
Out of the mists shall he appear,
A soul that is strong and cautious, gentle and kind.

Only when man's eyes no longer fail to see
As King and Savior join hand in hand,
And courage triumphs alongside belief,
Shall Argun become strong again.

Legend tells of the prosperity of Argun
In a time when the future is unclear,
When swords are drawn and armors donned,
And man's closest enemy is his fear.

Zenith shall be torn asunder, her fields drenched in blood.
All will seem lost, but Argun will stand.
So long as love endures the test of time,
So shall Argun see herself through the sifting sands.

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in the Scroll of Zenith, The Curse of Kingdom Mor'aire.