(The fighting and finally befriending of the mythical but very real dragon
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Moroth. Ending in the showing by Moroth to Braveheart the power of the
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Shield of Darkness and the foretelling of his coming to rule Savageland)
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The wind and rain were allies
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Fought the sweat upon his brow
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And hunger was an enemy
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The fear it stalked the ground
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He gazed up at the mountain
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To the dragonslair he crawled
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And clutched his mighty hammer
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To his breast that was so cold
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In dragonslair
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All alone in dragonslair
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Im so alone
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Alone in dragonslair
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So heavy was his breathing
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Remembering the myth
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How mighty was the dragon
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And Moroth he was called
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The guardian of the shield
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Of darkness was his role
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And suddenly he saw the beast
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How could he be so bold
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Awakened from his slumber
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Moroth spied him with one eye
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Unfurled his wings with gaping mouth
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A million teeth shone bright
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Down and down he circled
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So silent in his flight
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The clash of steel on scaly skin
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Resounded in the night
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As Moroth saw the pendant
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Around our heroes neck
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A memory great eons old
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Flashed suddenly in his head
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"Reveal the Shield of Darkness"
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The old ones they had told
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To he who is the true one
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And serve him in his quest
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Dragonslair
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