The war is coming

It has come to this

They couldn't settle

Their difference with us

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The war is coming

I watch it approach

The three fractions

Couldn't stay at peace

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And so the two others

Have come to our door

The place of the healers

The wild mages

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And after we are killed

They will battle each other

Two very different views

On what magic means

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But first

They have chosen to come here

To the "Weakest" 

Or so they think

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The Wild Mages are strong

We will weather this storm

For we are part of 

This land we named home.