In Light’s shadow, by the River Florn
Sits a battered cottage weather-torn
And within the cottage seeing it all
Is Mystic K’Sandra and her crystal ball

She sees the villages living in peace
Totally happy, completely at ease
She sees the prince’s discontent,
His rage and lack of merriment

She sees the gods who dwell up high
Casting lightning into the sky
She sees the demons in the depths below
Anger causing their eyes to glow

She sees the Shadowfolk of Elderwoods
Whispering and plotting beneath their hoods
She sees the future through her own mind’s eye
And in desperation wails a simple “Why?”

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