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The Grey Wizard
He raises his staff
Crafted from the sacred woods the lands
And the crystal glows warm
Gently this night, he touches it to the earth
Subtle light radiates
Illuminating the lands
Caressing the forests
Rejuvenating the plains
Bringing life and abundance to the seas
Warmth, light and song returning
The elves rejoice as they return to
Happy once again
Their homelands safe once more
The wizard smiled
His work is done
He expects no payment for his magick
Nor does he wish praise
For their gratitude and happiness is enough
To last thousands upon thousands of years
If not more
The wizard moves on,
Traveling through the lands
Rarely is he seen
Apart form the times he can be seen
Visiting those close to him
He eats and talks heartily
Until the stars come to twinkle upon the land
Before he moves on once more
Traveling the lands,
Aiding those in need
Never expecting so much as a smile in return
As he aspired to help create a peaceful land
It matters not to him who does the deed
It matters that the deed is done
There are others like him
Aiding the lands and the people
I silent service
Ridding the lands from any evils,
Creating a place of love and light.
A place where all life
Can live in bliss
In peaceful, harmonic serenity
A safe haven of eternal
Beauty.
For many hundreds of years he has lived,
Traveling,
Using his magick for peace
Love, harmony and defence
Using his powers to delight and bring joy
And to protect,
Bring love light, happiness and peace
He turns upon the grassy moors, holding his staff
And he looks over
The green lands
He smiles warmly
At the rolling hills
The peaceful plains
And the lush forests
The calm seas
The lands are at peace forever more
The wizard smiles,
His work is done
His grey robes billow in the wind
As he travels on
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