Raye is deep in study in one of her grandfather's books in the Temple library.  For she has found a translated passage from an ancient Irish legend. T'wis was only a little poem or perhaps a song of old.   But, as she reads she wonders, "Who could this be and who is he?".  She feels this is real and true, hardly just a fairy tale.  Gazing at the fire she begins to hear a gentle celtic voice sing this song.

The Dove

Warrior of Peace
Guardian of
Love & Hope
From ages of old
til the end of time
Standing as a bridge
From Earth to Sun
Rainbow without end
From the Prism within
Sunlight
Pure and bright
Shines on and on
Defeating
the Darkness of Night
Teacher of Truth
Friend true blue
Though this maiden's mask
hides her face from all eyes
With Holy Light she fights
the war of wrong and right
Princess of Wisdom
Why do you carry a servants' staff
and where is thy golden crown?
Her secrets known to One
Who's Kingdom is to come
The Emperor's Son





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