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No..never again. Never shall I raise my sword to the tyranny inflicted upon my city.
The city full of madness had been opposite to what it was which felt so long ago.
I swore to never again face that king.
For my love paid the price.
Oh woe is the city for the fire burned smoked ashes all night long.
Oh how we all wish the tears from the sky would extinguish this frightning dream.
The gods have not answered.
our prayers. useless.
My sword is all but sharp
And never again shall I stand up to them only for they themselves to hurt the ones I love.
Never again.
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