Open letter to Albion

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Ekydus

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Arthur has died, we must now prepare for a war,
Albion will not hide behind it's locked door.
Monsters will come running, charge and attack us with hate,
The news has reached them and they will not stand there innate.
No heir to the throne causes chaos to spread,
The warriors of death will not cease until dead.
Take grasp of your staff, or your sword and your shield,
The weapons we have, we must now learn to wield.
Soon darkness will fall, and all across our land,
Death and spite will roam; fate held in your hand,
We trained for a reason, we trained for this day,
We trained for this hour, this hour of dismay.
The sky will grow black, the ground will glow red;
The smoke from burning houses, the pain of bloodshed.
Knights of the round table have left us on our own,
Split and dispersed, location is unknown.
But Arthur's spirit remains, he will guide us through this time,
And as he once shouted; "Thy kingdom is none but thine!".
Hail all brave warriors, for Camelot still stands,
Hail to those of you who will meet the demands,
Our kingdom is all to us, protect is all day and all night,
For the invaders cannae stop, in their minds they are right.
They come from the snow and from forests, all from afar,
Their intentions are dishonest, their presence will scar.
Demons of magic, of myth and of lore,
Who amongst them should care if it is you on the floor?
Fear not of these foes, though their army is great,
For our honour and actions will guide us through fate.
Dark times are ahead, this I cannae deny,
But the kingdom will survive, though many will die.
Let this be a warning, to all ye who be told;
From this day forth may all of your actions be bold,
Use your time wisely, for it may indeed be your last,
Use your skills wisely, you must move and think fast.
Keep an eye open and defend our king's land;
This is our time now, our true fate, our last stand.
 

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