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Once moon was full, and armour, swords were throwned away,
a glimpse of hope shined in my eyes, this day will be the best version of my daily nightmares.
I looked at Prince of mine, proud to whisper softly that we returned our country's warm may nights.
There will be no blood and conflicts, only love and freedom, no more fights.
As smile curled on his soft lips, the traitor among our people cut off my beloved's thighs.
I gasped, I screamed his name, picking up the knifes.
Not bothered, expected such a twist with thousand cuts,
my highness only raised a hand, his blue eyes shined with pride and glory:
«Don't let my people forget our big, sad story;
look at the moon, my warrior, think of our happy moments
while I am getting slowly tired. As my soul will reach the stars,
and you will catch the traitor,
Celebrate right after, forget about the labor!
I love you, soldier, you are now dismissed.»