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This fine bow has been painted black, all the better to blend perfectly into the deepest night.
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This was once the first choice of an opulent noble house in their hunting games.
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Till one day, it fell into the hands of a gentleman thief who was never caught.
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Its user shot the crowns from the heads of the nobles in utter silence.
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It shot through many a tightened bond, and disarmed many a pursuing soldier.
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It once vowed to bring light to a darkened age.
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To bring justice, riches and gladness to the oppressed.
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In the past, he did indeed bring justice, riches and gladness to the oppressed, and he brought fear unto those in power, giving them countless sleepless nights in their impotent rage.
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He brought light footsteps like rain to the roofs and terraces, and he brought song to the bards in the squares.
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He even once pried a sapphire from a noble's regalia to give to a blue-eyed witch, who hunted the vile with spear in hand.
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But even to the last, he was unable to bring a single smile to the lips of the witch whom his soul loved, who was as cold as the sapphire he gave her.
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In the end, seeking death, her flower-like face was marked with a criminal's brand, and none knew where she went thereafter.
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In the end, the noble thief listened to the advice of his brothers. Abandoning his vow, he sailed into the ocean that belonged to no one.
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"Pray tell, does she still recall my song? Does she remember those years that pursue me even now, of the wine-scented streets and the songs sung of her?"
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