Movoda Manual - Sonyc/Poetry/Calling

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The Calling


Through the countryside they sped
The scout went running on ahead
The group they looked and thought as one
Alert and sure of what was done

They even travelled through the night
Knowing what they did was right
When they for a while did rest
It was to simply fuel their zest

Not all did seek the honour found
But by a solemn pledge were bound
This too was not a task for fools
Each was a master of his tools

One on one they could hold their own
But here combined their strength had grown
Evil forces did hard them seek
They had no time for to be weak

At last they did so reach their goal
Each was tired in body and soul
Though proud they stood before their charge
Surrounded by a crowd at large

As one the knights bowed to their queen
She held them in the highest esteem
For now she could the young king wed
And to this land bring peace instead




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