There was once a journey of warriors, weary of war. They migrated, as a lost tribe, through the farthest reaches of a dense forest known as the Taiga, stopping along the mighty River Amur, the mirror of the Great Cosmic Worm of G-d's Energies bringing life to all. For some, it washed the poisons of battle wounds and of hatred from their weary hearts and bones. You may see the Celestial Worms great tail, feeding still the earth, sweeping the polar night sky.
Renewed They, Rather Than Carry Shields And Sword, Drum And Drumstick, Rise Up! Their Battle Cry Once More
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