On the 7th day of the 7th month
During the 7th minute of the 7th hour
The conclave will summon my presence
At the tower in the woods
To face the test of high sorcery
From which many do not return
Where I will gain the right
To enter the private realm of magic
Accompanied by a fool
Who greets his weakness with a smile
I begin by entering the forbidden inn
Seeking refuge from carrying the burden
Bringers of doom greet my presence
I will follow their dangerous path
Seeking the tomes of the war magus
I am drawn to his cold grasp
Revealing his plans of triumph
I plan my own ascent to the sky
Using his magic to crush my enemies
And resist his deadly bloodstone
Facing one final obstacle
I annihilate the false one
Who threatens my final victory
I have been granted access to the order
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