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Gather around, I'll weave you a tale, Of a poet who wandered, frail and helpless. Six alliance's she sought to claim, But the path was long, and the trials unkind. She had no sword, nor warrior's scar, Yet walked with a mage named Cookiestar. Her staff burned bright and her spells took flight, She cleared the dark, she cleared the night. Step by step, they braved each test, Through every cave, they gave their best. And when the sixth was finally won, The poet's song and her magic were one. So lets drink to the mage who lit the way, Whose kindness turned that night to day. Her name I carry, near and far, The shining mage - Cookiestar. | |