poem.txt · 8:02am Apr 16th, 2020
The Old Guard stands strong; they lurk within the Everfree, always watching the Phoenix Nation from the shadows.
Always watching.
Always ready.
They practice strange magic; they lurk within the Everfree, with its strange flora and fauna.
Ever stronger.
Always ready.
Long ago, their homeland was lost; displaced by war, they fled to the edge.
Rebuilt society.
Always ready.
Their mages are powerful; their magic moves mountains.
Daily practice.
Always ready.
A strange visitor arrived one day; they spoke of two minds, but retained one body.
Never ready.
Always ready.
Does this have any secret secrets to find?
5243561
Nope, no hidden or invisible text this time. You just gotta interpret the poem.
5243563
Ok, thank you
Quite a poem