Sword of truth
Do not venture where the ravens gather
The dark woods hold more than can be told
You may meet the sword master
If your reason for trespassing in his world
Does not please him
He may want your head
The devil he vanquished lies at the tip of his sword
There are many more
He trusts no one, no lie can pass his hearing
He guards the woods with the sword of truth
Speak clearly, have a good story to tell him
If he believes you have spoken with conviction
He will leave you with your head
He may go so far as to grant you one truth
To help with your future
When you leave the woods
Do not take the master’s words for fantasy
He knows where you live…
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