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A maid of more than human grace,

With power of the dragon race,

A gentle soul who fled Nergal's cage,

Braving his and Black Fang's rage.

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By your grace did we all live,

As hope and love is what you give,

And as if decreed by destiny,

The two of us were meant to be.

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With scarlet hair and in blankets warm,

Roy, our child soon was born.

Yet shortly after you passed away,

Casting night o'er golden day.

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Again thus proved that life is not fair,

Robbed of love and teal hair,

Yet though you've passed from this world's grasp,

I swear to you my love shall last.