Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Song of Notus

The South Winds brightly blow
Bringing forth the Dawn of Summer
They're the hottest winds you'll ever know
Do you feel how the heats shimmer?

The South Wind strikes in a radiant grandeur
As impulse and grace mold her noble dance
With her charm, all's under her lure
She'll kill you in a fatal stance

How can you defeat her deadly position?
When a hit comes in, the same comes out
She can also assault with keen precision
She does her moves without a single doubt

Those who oppose Notus are helpless beings
Let their death be their own doing

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