In the days of war between men and elves
No battle was greater before or since
Than the battle for the emerald ring
Rumored to be held by an elfin Prince
“The power of the ring belonged to elves”
Was overheard in a tune the pixies sing
By a mighty warrior 'n' ambitious knight
Who above all desired to be a king
Prideful lust for power consumed his thoughts
To reign supreme was his denied birthright
Divinations ‘n’ sorcery couldn’t reveal
The site of the prize he sought with all might
With determination to guard the ring
Pixies and wizards used spells to conceal
The emerald ring’s secret elfin owner
So the knight and Dark Lord struck a deal
For aid in gaining his emerald prize
Princess Lenore must be the prisoner
Forever in the Dark Lord's hidden realm
The Dark Lord would become the knight's crowner
The emerald ring lay protected and safe
Inside the palace of the cold northern shore
Owned by the benevolent but strong king
Of the passive, peaceful elves of Restore
War raged again upon elves who wouldn't fight
To stop the hope inscribed upon a ring
Fearless woodland elves and dwarf knights of old
Arose to aid the northern elfin king
Axes swung and arrows flew for ten days
Blood froze and hearts became fearful and cold
Woodland elves and dwarf knights could not prevail
The ring departed its protective fold
Princess Lenore escaped to a safe place
For twenty-two days and nights she would sail
On the seas to the west where she could hide
In dark caves covered by protective shale
Lenore remained hidden and safe for years
Until it was again safe to abide
In her palace on the cold northern shore
Where she would become a peacemaker bride
The lustful knight was furious with rage
The emerald ring had escaped with Lenore
Many elves lost their life that vengeful day
The cold coast became a blood stained red shore
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