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The sickly [[Uther]] Pendragon leads his army north to deal with the escaping Kings Octa and Eosa, but there is trouble on the way. But he manages to lead a great victory at the Battle of [[St Albans]]. Crushing King Octa and King Eosa, personally killing one of them. '''But then disaster strikes…''' <poem style="text-align:center"> Ask not the sun why she sets Why she shrouds her light away Or why she hides her glowing gaze When night turns crimson gold to grey For silent falls the guilty sun As day to dark does turn One simple truth she dare not speak: Her light can only blind and burn No mercy for the guilty Bring down their lying sun Blood so silver black by night Upon their faces pale white Cruel moon, bring the end The dawn will never rise again. </poem>
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