Catastrophe has broke
On the horizon...
The rain drops splattering while it rains
Each one drumming on the window panes...
Her once new black dress is torn
her gloves no longer keep her warm...
It is a night of blood, a song of darkness, wolves...
The beautiful one rises...
A white tigers all-prowling for their prey
Hungry as they can be...
She rode into the village,
One a horse as black as night...
I was a huntress, a woman with a deadly aim,
but now I am just an evil shame...
Follow the winding path
Through the looming trees...
Little innocent Charlie made a wish
A wish for you to grant...
It was passed in families
Since most ancient times...
Please read part I before reading this.
The king thought that Edger would recoil like...
Above the clouds high in the sky
There was one fortress of great size...