Excerpt from The Keeper and the Rune Stone
Two combined and consumed
In the creation of the Beast
Exact an Accord sworn freely
By five in the light
The very congregation
Eases three that suffer
And rends one from the darkness
Partially mending the fractured soul
With thick coarse scars
Alliances renewed
Grief assuaged
Hunger allayed
Serve the collective fare
Of the Realm
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