Addline: Kiriya at All poetry

dragondancer	Alone upon the windswept heights, Begins this tale of honor and knights. In fate's cruel hand we come in play Of bandits and shinies from Kiriya. Child for slaughter, the girl would become Should fate so forget her, the future was glum. As hands were raised high, their bounty increased, Their triumph was taken by fearsome dark beast. In a matter of time without a delay, No one was left to tell what come way. And there on his back he took the girl on Heading away through thickets and faun. By riverside clearing, with sweet, dappled shade, He paused to regain what weariness conveyed.
beanpharie	Wiping the sweat out of his eyes The girl on his back as chilled as ice
Rose Dark Thorn	He came to a small town a distance away and there, that girl's journay would go underway