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 * =__The Tale of Orin__ =

Ben T.
|| || Of the tale of Orin, most brave. The salt lands he traveled, With his horse of the sea. He traveled through many suns and moons, This brave one, Till he could go on no longer.
 * Gather, warriors, while I speak,

He sprawled on the white grains, His horse broken from grey rocks. Yet he dragged himself on Through the white powdered inclines, Dragon spear in hand,

As he reached for the spear, He was taken by monsters, small and large, They took him by thousands, All shapes and sizes

But the hero was strong, Orin’s limbs grew grey fur, His teeth doubled in size, And he grew sharp claws on his hands.

He lashed at all before him, With wolf teeth and claws, He fought on for days, Clawing and biting, But it wasn’t enough.

The great hero was beaten, Taken by the beasts. But his brave spirit will surely live on forever. His fame will never die. || ||