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Succellus speaks...
"If my great roots may touch the earth
the leaves of crown take wisdom beyond
let stories guide you away from hurt
where creatures and nature all bond
Forgiveness for my language old
in Nissa's honour I shall rhyme no more.
Fascinate me, your adventures unfold
enchant me with what moves you to your core.
Where Darkness reigns, we spread the Light
black is conquered by the Sun
let fear and hurt forever glide
for then our Mission has begun"