have hope a tale has been successfully woven to reunite lands against his darkness. The blade which you hold, to anyone but a descendant of the maker, is nothing but a blade. If blood holds blood, this sword shall be a gift that even dark glamour cannot stand against. Strike the flesh, dim the foe. On night of red, take up your claim, and rest this darkness by your blade. If you are reading these words, you have awakened a lost heart and taken a vow to be worthy of her. Now, I make a vow to you. Honor her always and this land will always answer to you. It cherishes her, and should you keep her
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