Now there are peaceful days at hand,
but soon terror will strike the land,
of the lucks both good and bad,
there was a war the two had,
the weasel bad, the dragon good,
to last forever more in would,
alas their bodies grew more tired,
so their spirits fled to the humans desired,
irenic days will come to pass,
ere long their might will rise at last,
their will to fight remains all too powered,
in chaos the world will be devoured.
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