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| == The Path of The Heart ==
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| There was a time, not long ago,
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| When Caid’s hearts were tested.
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| Dame Thea forged from molten glass
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| Three Hearts, within invested
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| Her hopes and wishes, thoughts and dreams
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| Wisp light yet Iron strong.
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| She then sought worthies of her min
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| To pass her Hearts along.
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| Each Heart was given earnestly,
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| With this, Dame Thea’s behest;
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| “Find those who make a difference,
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| Now, do what you think best.”
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| These words shall speak for this dear Heart
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| A precious One of Three;
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| Of how It came into my care,
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| And who receives from me…
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| The first to feel the weight of it,
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| And know its cooling touch,
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| Was tireless Mistress Catherine,
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| Her choice would show us much.
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| For she chose Honored Gwen Hir
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| Slight of build yet strong of will.
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| The Heart grew ever stronger, yet,
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| Gwen’s pick showed e’en more skill.
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| For Mistress Mary was the one
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| To next embrace the Heart.
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| The dexterous lady for us all
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| Has played many a part.
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| Most Excellent Eridana
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| The Belle chimed next for her.
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| The Namer to then be so named
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| It caused a wonderous stir!
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| She named Honored Don Avenel,
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| Thought quick and razor keen,
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| Indeed a nobler gentlemen
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| There never has been seen.
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| When Master Lot was next bestowed
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| This fine Heart of Caid,
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| It was with pride quite simply said
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| He’s pure of thought and deed.
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| Lot said he’d found a massive man
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| To next entrust this gift
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| ‘Twas then he gifted it to… me,
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| The shock was real and swift!
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| I’ve tried for years in Caid’s lands
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| Its essence to invoke,
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| Yet clumsily I’ve always felt
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| As someone grasping smoke.
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| But now my chance is here to choose
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| A worthy I must name,
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| So many gentles in Caid
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| Are worthy of this fame.
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| But I have found a true noble
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| Who has sat Caidan Thrones
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| Who launches into every task
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| With grit down to their bones.
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| This wearer of the Strawberry Leaves
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| This Parent, Spouse and Peer
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| Indeed I tell you honestly,
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| We all are glad they’re here.
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| So I bestow this precious Heart
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| Upon you now to find
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| Another such as you deem fit
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| To gladden Soul and Mind.
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| This burden I know you will take
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| Its heft you shall not shirk
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| And that is why this Heart now goes
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| To Guy of Castle Kirk!
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| by Baron [[Beorn of the Northern Sea]], OL
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