Gather round for a tale of tales,
Grab a quilt, a snack or two.
This is from realms of the strange,
Of creatures, of places you never knew.
And, yet it promises to allure,
Those who stay to lend an ear,
To a legend, one of a kind,
Of chivalry that bloomed from fear.
Hear of hope, born from despair,
Of love, prospering through hate;
A chase between good and evil,
Of destiny, time, and fate.
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