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Full moon reigns on shaded night,
creatures roam - a horrible sight.
Frightening monsters, but not for long,
for they must scatter by break of dawn.
Run they must, for safe of night,
to stone they turn at dimmest light.
On comes traveler, a lonely man,
a mortal yes, but not without plan.
Denizens streak to unwary prey,
this he detects, yet says nay.
Closer they creep, no sign of fear,
as they move close he sheds a tear.
Not for himself, but for those who stalk him,
yet this he must do - or risk dearest of kin.
These wretched souls, so horribly beaten,
punished for eternity, no shining beacon.
As they move for the kill, he draws a sword.
A glistening blade, that of the lord.
Without a sound they slowly crumble,
sent back to the ground which silently rumbles.
The dark king, beaten again,
will not hesitate to replace his men.
Another victory, yet a sorrowful loss,
for those he has slain, were once of his cross.
creatures roam - a horrible sight.
Frightening monsters, but not for long,
for they must scatter by break of dawn.
Run they must, for safe of night,
to stone they turn at dimmest light.
On comes traveler, a lonely man,
a mortal yes, but not without plan.
Denizens streak to unwary prey,
this he detects, yet says nay.
Closer they creep, no sign of fear,
as they move close he sheds a tear.
Not for himself, but for those who stalk him,
yet this he must do - or risk dearest of kin.
These wretched souls, so horribly beaten,
punished for eternity, no shining beacon.
As they move for the kill, he draws a sword.
A glistening blade, that of the lord.
Without a sound they slowly crumble,
sent back to the ground which silently rumbles.
The dark king, beaten again,
will not hesitate to replace his men.
Another victory, yet a sorrowful loss,
for those he has slain, were once of his cross.
