The Truth About Peace

It starts as a whisper gliding on the wind, strong yet fragile, it battles the never-ending tide
Of hate and evil constantly breaking the peace of the bay, suffering in silence against
The relentless storm like the roll of the drums as the sun rises. Birds fly from their nests.

It continues to grow, a spark of hope in the darkness surrounding it, beating down on it,
Trying to conquer it. It will not prevail. Peace sows its seeds of hope and support and
Comfort, aiding streams of light, piercing the darkness, guiding more to join the quest 
As it travels further into the abyss of humanities worst desires and greatest nightmares.

Its radiance reaches each corner of the Earth, forcing all evil into Hade’s cavern as it blossoms 
In every blemish and scar and tear from the Old World. It will not give in. For peace is the force,
The almighty force, searching, seeking to rectify all evil in the world. Until it stops, admits defeat,
Ceases from existence. The bite has been taken, the bell has been struck, the world forever in evil
Will remain.

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