Page 1, She lives among the living, body cast of ash and gravesoil; heart never soothed against the betrayal many years ago...
In times amiss, She travels in haste,
Soul in unrest, heart in distress.
With powers great she can defeat,
Tress passerby, demons afoul.
Twang; Her bow sings,
Hssh ; Her souls cry.
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