HY IS THE REASON IM STANDING HERE HOLDING MY BLADE, A DESOLATE PLACE, WITHOUT ANY FACE, IT'S ONLY THE COLD WIND I FEEL. IT'S ME THAT I SPITE AS I STAND UP AND FIGHT THE ONLY THING I KNOW FOR REAL THERE WILL BE BLOOD, DEATH, THE MAN IN THE MIRROR NODS HIS HEAD, THE ONLY ONE, LEFT, WILL RIDE UPON THE DRAGONS BACK, BECAUSE THE MOUNTAINS DONT GIVE BACK WHAT THEY TAKE, OH NO THERE WILL BE BLOOD SHED THE ONLY THING I'VE EVER KNOWN

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