The End of Mor'Du

The End of Mor'du

There are men
Many men
I smell them on the earth
The bushes
The trees
Many men
Enough men to provide a great battle
Hopefully great enough

There is the thunder of hoofs
It is the poppet
That smelled so delicious
Those accursed wisps lead the girl away

What's this? Those little bears ride with her
Magic bears like me
But weak yet
I can made them strong like me
Teach them the way of strength

...

Men have captured a fine she-bear
She is touched by the curse like me
I will crush these men
I will take her
And mate her
Together we can bring down the world of men
More powerful then they all

I scatter the men they are still no match for me
The one whose leg was so tasty wants to play
He makes a good plaything
The poppet with her puny arrows smells so succulent

Puny she-bear!
You dare defy me!
You will be a worthy mate once I feast on the poppet!

How dare you, you insolent sow!
You cannot hurt me!
I am Mor'du!
I am...

free

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