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Snow-covered trees

The Owin Lands

The centre of  power in the icy north

Where the Dynasty sealed the borders.

Where books were burned and maps erased.

Where knowledge became treason.

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A fortress of coal-dark towers 

 rises from frost and glacier

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The Owin regime rules through tyranny and mind power

They command armies

They enter thoughts

They reshape memory

They bend hesitation into obedience

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Inside the Fortress halls

former writers and scholars remain confined

Their ideas deemed to dangerous to exist

Beyond the palace grounds stretch the Frosted Fields

where feared guard leagues sharpen their skills

Nothing moves unwatched

Order before freedom
Silence before dissent

The map is closed
The mind is open

Serve the throne
Or be unmade

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