Dribble
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As the darkness stole the light that should have been there...all cowered in fear. The Evil One...the Dark Lord...had sent his minions to destroy all that was good. The Warrows, rounded their youngins into the deepest chambers...guarded by those too old to fight. In the fear, a child looked into his Grandfather's eye...and asked...will there be singing when the Dark Days come? Yes...yes my child...we will sing of the Dark Days.








