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- Where Legends Gather
- The Storm's Fury
- v0.5/v1.0
- 7.28.14
- Once more I find myself upon this rift,
- Summoned to fight a war for which I do not care.
- But then I feel a gentle blowing breeze
- That whispers, softly, calmly, into my ears.
- Whan Zephirus eek with his sweete breeth,
- Inspirèd hath in every holt and heeth,
- The leaves and bushes rustled and swayed to the air,
- And then she appeared to me.
- And then I knew I was not alone,
- Walking the old hills of this rift
- With the beautiful gentle goddess by my side.
- We speed through space,
- Windforce hastens my stride,
- A tailwind lifting my feet with ease,
- And we are first upon the battlefield.
- Gently she glides, a commanding aura about her
- Carefully keeping our foes at bay.
- And she is not clumsy like I,
- For she does not collide with the endless combatants.
- A rapid change of heart-our foes dash forward
- And I am in their sights.
- So my time has come, has it?
- But the gentle goddess casts Zephirus,
- Slowing their advance,
- And granting us chance to escape,
- Windforce hastening my stride,
- A tailwind lifting my feet with ease.
- While on the retreat, our foes chase.
- They fire projectiles,
- But the gentle goddess waves her staff
- And the air shields me, staring tempests in the eyes
- While a soothing wind whispers that I am safe.
- The gentle winds slowly build,
- Build, build,
- And a great tornado lunges forward,
- Knocking our foes airborne.
- My chance to strike is now,
- I, in the eye of the storm,
- Shielded and empowered,
- Our enemies in chaotic disarray,
- And together we strike!
- Again we cheat death,
- With Zephirus on our side,
- And howling gales impairing their offensive line.
- All the while
- Windforce hastens my stride,
- And a tailwind lifts my feet with ease.
- A storm approaches,
- And we find ourselves surrounded.
- Surely this must be the end of the line.
- But once more the elemental wind finds a way,
- The gentle winds turn violent,
- And the once-gentle goddess summons turbulent winds,
- The air gyrates rapidly
- And a whirling maelstrom roars,
- The goddess calls forth nature
- And a great monsoon blows away our foes,
- But in the eye of the storm,
- I again find opportunity to strike,
- And at long last the fight comes to an end.
- They made her furious and impatient,
- And she quickly turned violent, like the winds.
- Now together we've survived,
- With the gentle goddess by my side,
- Windforce hastening my stride,
- A tailwind lifting my feet with ease.
- And they thought it was just a harmless breeze.
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