Two young elves travelled side by side,
Their bodies shivering against the cold
“Noontime will arrive soon my bride,
The day will be warm and the sunlight gold.”
The two Elves removed their shared cloak
As the summer dawned onto their long life.
“We shall make a house of strong Oak,
A safe haven against the oncoming strife”.
“Stormborn will be its name” they said.
“We shall paint the walls and tile the floor.
We shall keep visitors fed
And we shall be secure forevermore”.
Friends welcomed and became allied,
To fellow warriors in need of aid.
Two old elves travelled side by side,
Their loving kinship: Stormborn had been made.
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