~Prologue ~

There once was a story,
A tale very old,
Of a magical power
Much richer than gold.

The powder of silver,
To travel through time,
Before there was meaning
Or reason or rhyme.

The powder of sapphire,
To travel through flame,
To walk within fire
And come out again.

The powder of ruby,
To travel through life,
To walk along bravely
On the edge of a knife.

The powder of emerald,
To walk in the mind,
To seek out all wisdom
And have it defined.

The powder of garnet,
To travel the earth,
To seek out new places
Find source of its birth.

The powder of diamond,
Most potent of all,
To walk among shadows
And travel through walls.

And last, there's a powder
Filled with sky and with sea,
But unknown is its color,
What its power may be.

Find all of these powders
And then you shall know
A secret that's hidden
From a time long ago,

When sorcerers bravely
Made wonders of all,
Created great things
And protected the small.

Sadly, they fell,
And to ruin they came,
They protected the universe
Never again.

For, in all of the chaos
The knowledge was lost,
The powers were scattered,
And great was the cost.

But, now, find the powers.
They lie in the hearts
Of the purest and dearest
Who practice the arts

Of wisdom, and courage,
And knowledge, and soul;
They've forgotten their names,
But remember the goal.

Bring them together,
And in harmony reign.
In unison, peace
Will enchant us again.

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