Swift and silent
in the sleek moonlight, Cast by the
moon on this bloodthirsty night. Hate was black,
Vengeance so pure Of all the
malice, one must endure Light glittered
like a diamond of the sun, Off the whitened
skin of the Ivory One. Spreading
his wings to master the air, To greet the
rival he knew was there. Hate and Vengeance,Such
dying hope, War of Gaea
that others can't cope. The other
seemed to swallow the day; Chaos and
Evil were his way. Garnet eyes
glitter like fire, As his powerful
ways help him fly higher. There they
fight; two Guardians of their own, They will
fight 'til sword strikes bone. They are two
warriors to the very core, Each in their
own, so very much more Dark and Light,
they fight alone, Using no magic
of water nor bone. Forever fighting
they'll never stop,
Until at last one is on top…
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