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More model informationThe saga of the saphire sword
In lands of yore, where myths held sway, A tale unfolds of a sword, they say, A blade of light, like sapphire hue, With golden hilt and gemstone true.
Its hilt adorned with golden grace, A touch of sun in night’s embrace, And at its pommel, a gem did gleam, Purple amethyst, a vibrant beam.
Through perilous lands, the legend spread, The wielder’s name, revered and said, A hero born, their fate embraced, Their glowing sword, by darkness chased.
The battles won, the darkness thinned, The sword’s bright light, the realm did mend, But whispers lingered, echoing still, Of the magic sword, that sovereign will.
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Jul 27th 2023
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