Orange.
The flame of a lancing surge, the sworn of thorns true & pure.
Dansa nuna, might of Luna, the light fire of the coming strong to lovingly endure.
A dream of dairy dawn, sapping sun of nights, Endor, the fairy future, ours, the seeds hopeful & sure.
The rocks to split, this is eternal ethereal of lost old, Her & I, the knights & twelve elven to sowingly ensure.
The flame of a lancing surge, the sworn of thorns true & pure.
Dansa nuna, might of Luna, the light fire of the coming strong to lovingly endure.
A dream of dairy dawn, sapping sun of nights, Endor, the fairy future, ours, the seeds hopeful & sure.
The rocks to split, this is eternal ethereal of lost old, Her & I, the knights & twelve elven to sowingly ensure.