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Who dare assail the crown.♪"
111,"TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_309","No rose is without thorns. Zelenia was doubtless an honorable fighter and protector, yet that selfsame honor fueled the merciless fury she unleashed upon the enemies of the royal family."
112,"TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_310","How would you have fared had such fury marked Queen Sphene's memories? Would you have bested Zelenia, or would her thorns have left you bloodied?"
113,"TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_400","So, what have you brought for me today?"
114,"TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_401","Ah, you speak of Calyx, genius born of a bygone era, and the primal he nourished upon a feast of mortal terror..."
115,"TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_402","Powerful was the onset of fear felt by a people who had long escaped death's mournful memories. And powerful was the entity which that fear begat."
116,"TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_403","Yet would Calyx not have nurtured that selfsame dread since the moment of his birth?"
117,"TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_404","Was he not fated to succumb to his childhood malady ere he reached his full growth?"
118,"TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_405","The chirping insects which lulled him to sleep in the evening. The birdsong which called him awake come the morn... Such sounds must have been as chalk on a slate, marking the passage of his dwindling days."
119,"TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_406","Surely 'twas Calyx himself, more than any other, who nurtured the deepest, darkest fear of death."
120,"TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_407","Dwelling upon that beleaguered heart, I am inspired to sing of the horror it may have spawned..."
121,"TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_408","Forget thee not the hand of death,
For all shall feel its grip.♪
At queenly feet lay down thy fears,
Dark prayer be on thy lip.♪"
122,"TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_409","Forget thee not the hand of death,
For even Endless end.♪
Where queen awoke stoke thee thy hope,
'Pon heels of Light ascend.♪"
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