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- Mordaar's steps toward
  - Silent in awe
    - Think not this blade
      - but a Guardian true
        he fell in the dark
        Mordaar came to a
      - I see it now from
        cave of light soft and dim
        To Irna's own heart
    - as yours to own
      - his very own hue
        his fall had brought him
        With fountains and pools
      - Negankerdak here
        with airy light-streams
        And wells for wisdom
  - the Sword in his hand
    - Think what hand
      - long laid to rest
        and inspired dreams
        His footsteps soft
      - By mighty Rilfar
        he trod the smooth floor
        And found in the wall
    - made you flesh and bone
      - a Guardian blest
        a small gleaming door
        With a sign of a moon
      - Then a soft voice
        of deep earthen brown
        And a sign of a sword
- home he turned
  - Aware it was
    - Are not our days
      - he heard within
        the full moon did crown
        Then spoke a deep voice
      - Light and dark
        within his mind
        Firm as the rock
    - by another cast
      - heavy and thin
        yet noble and kind
        Guardian Rilfar
      - Negankerdak by
        Know little dwarf
        it was from Vordan fear
  - not his to command
    - In this world
      - no hand made
        That I hid away
        what you will find here
      - A blue light shining
        It was dwarven conceit
        beyond measure
    - so deep and vast
      - within its blade
        That prompted me
        to remove their treasure
      - Negankedak
        Too quickly I came
        in far off season