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Post by plotmcplotterson on Jan 9, 2017 15:45:01 GMT -4
*A message appears. The pale green ink glows faintly when viewed in low light.*
The Music of Life grows the Tree the bright burning Candle sets Fire free without Water Ice cannot be the Earth, it wraps a blanket 'round me find the Light to find the Key
The bells, they ring Four Elves, we sing with chains wrapped round and round Through the mirror, outside Time, Else one and all be bound
The power of the Planes much stronger it flows here The power rages and we grow Soon no chains, just unleashed fear
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