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[(((Rush))) Hilary B.]

City of Bells

Here and down two moons cross
and fire burns near the east.
Hear the music of great midwinter
bells beat and fall o'er the icey
plains. Hear Riverhigh and Donns
ring out thier glad sigh. Church bells
and Factory bells with the triumphant
blast of coast horns herald a
lords long awaited return. Sliver
tones join those of Riverhigh. The
great bell of steel, cast at the
lords first coming.
The lord, forged of sliver and brass
returns to the city
Fire burns near the east,
And two moons cross.
Over this city of bells...



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Driven hard and riding fast,
a white creature breaks free
of the swriling fog. Taller
than others of his kind, a
great stallion stands a moment
before plunging off again
through the grey mists.



Fallen Kin

Rise and hear the bells
calling the city to arms.
They come
warriors who know no loss
soldiers who have no boundries
They come
But what of our own
warriors and soldiers?
Watch as the invadors take our
city with no sound of steel.
Our lords have abanonded us
left to struggle under whip and chain...
But what hope have we,
pesants of a coward king
against warriors born of
blood and war?