Saga's Prophecy

One of Day and One of Night
These are Twins by blood and right.

One was lost and One remained
These Two are similar but not the same.

Deadly is their game.

The lost is Dead
By path of Change
A path of blood
A path of pain.

Revenge her ally and her friend
Tainted hands and lethal stand.

Of the One who remained
Lively she is the same.

Ignorant of this game.

She is with someone else
A boy of standards, of no doubt
Together they fight the bad
Prepared through dreams they both had.

In the shadows
They are the same.

When the darkness creeps through the trees
They will be in need.

The wolves will aid.

Three paths of prophecy
Two of blood
Two the same
One a bird of his name.

To pull together
Or pull apart.

That is the goal of this deadly game
The game of choice and of pain
The game of blood and of those the same.