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Elven Brothers
Together, they protect the forest
Moving as one
Sensing the other's thoughts
And intentions
Like lightning they move
To rid evils from the land
To make the forests safe once more
The oldest,
Resolute, proud and swift
He trained his younger brothers
To fight and survive,
To meditate and honour the land
The middle brother,
Proud, elegant and brave
He leads his brothers
And teaches them customs from afar
The youngest brother
Quiet, confident and respectful,
Learning much from his elder brothers,
Teaching them serenity and
The wonders of youth
All three,
The epitome of elegance
And protective power
Gentle pointed ears
Long silver golden hair
Glowing in the moonlight
Shining in the sunlight.
They are inseparable
Three souls merge as one
And yet they are also individual
And unique
Loved by their people
And others who dwell upon the land
Afar they travel to learn
And to grow
And to gather information to protect their lands
Though they always return home
To the scared forest
The Golden Wood
Their very souls are connected to the land
To the trees
And the wildlife
And to their people
Together they sit in a circle
With their Elf friends
And their Lord and Lady
Holding hands gently
Their spirits high,
Proud,
Elegant,
Beautiful,
Serene
They sing in their beautiful, gentle tongue
They sing to the trees.
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