Aaaghhhh...I had dreamt of my demise,
And from the leaves,a seed would rise.
To watch over all within the tower.
To carry on what remained of my power.
I see a mighty king of the realm,
with blade, shield, and a helm.

At the center of his domain, a mighty oak?
Did it sprout from the Mythical folk?

The king challenges the tyrant of our woes.
They remain as the dual comes to a close.

Now I see the king wielding a mighty blade.

I dream no more as the realm fades!

Aldon the visionary
Forest of Fate/Ancient Forest
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