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		<title>LEAFIARA: Created page with &quot; I had a perennial vision since my earliest remembered days  Dashing through fields, always swinging my prized toy sword as a little girl  I held a longstanding ambition with...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot; I had a perennial vision since my earliest remembered days  Dashing through fields, always swinging my prized toy sword as a little girl  I held a longstanding ambition with...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; I had a perennial vision since my earliest remembered days&lt;br /&gt;
 Dashing through fields, always swinging my prized toy sword as a little girl&lt;br /&gt;
 I held a longstanding ambition with fantasies of all the ways&lt;br /&gt;
 I&amp;#039;d become a hero of epic deeds and rise to be adored by the world&lt;br /&gt;
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 In my favorite meadow, as the time flew by,&lt;br /&gt;
 I&amp;#039;d annually turn toward the azure sky&lt;br /&gt;
 With my feet planted firm, my hands clenched in fists&lt;br /&gt;
 I&amp;#039;d renew my vow to build toward the life that I wished&lt;br /&gt;
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 Year by year, through my sweat and my tears,&lt;br /&gt;
 I kept pursuing that dream, my heart young and sincere&lt;br /&gt;
 Growing bigger and faster, wiser and stronger,&lt;br /&gt;
 I swore that I&amp;#039;d master working harder and longer&lt;br /&gt;
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 But I faced a recurring dilemma while ascending to Wehnimer&amp;#039;s fame&lt;br /&gt;
 The wars we survived always left me to wonder: could we have been more prepared?&lt;br /&gt;
 I raced into every battle and the frontier hailed me with acclaim&lt;br /&gt;
 Yet although we&amp;#039;d win, all the lives torn asunder left behind a chord of despair&lt;br /&gt;
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 Through a long line of evil, &amp;quot;wait and see&amp;quot; went awry&lt;br /&gt;
 Gave the benefit of doubt, but each time people died&lt;br /&gt;
 Some called me a hero--spreading word, sharing tales&lt;br /&gt;
 But all around stood the proof that I&amp;#039;d tried and I&amp;#039;d failed&lt;br /&gt;
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 Threat after threat left me filled with regret&lt;br /&gt;
 Every casualty screamed I&amp;#039;d need to do better yet&lt;br /&gt;
 I&amp;#039;d worked to dig deeper, I&amp;#039;d worked to push farther&lt;br /&gt;
 But the strength I&amp;#039;d sought taught me I had to be smarter&lt;br /&gt;
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 I came to profound realization looking back on the paths I&amp;#039;d walked&lt;br /&gt;
 I&amp;#039;d been a lone wolf, militia, mayor, councilor--told myself I&amp;#039;d done it all&lt;br /&gt;
 One last thing I tried: cast away my pride and being uplifted by talk&lt;br /&gt;
 A Rook in the background, unseen and unknown, that would be the most selfless call&lt;br /&gt;
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 Tossed aside reputation, praise, adulation,&lt;br /&gt;
 Transient glory, and misplaced affirmation&lt;br /&gt;
 Epiphany struck: even invisible deeds&lt;br /&gt;
 Would save lives and that&amp;#039;s the only validation I need&lt;br /&gt;
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 Day after day, I knew I&amp;#039;d found my way&lt;br /&gt;
 Being a hero&amp;#039;s not determined by what people say&lt;br /&gt;
 If I protect just one smile, I don&amp;#039;t care if I&amp;#039;m seen--&lt;br /&gt;
 I&amp;#039;m doing good and that&amp;#039;s the only truth that matters to me!&lt;br /&gt;
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Thadston said he wanted to see how the Rooks sing at their trial, so I actually considered whether Leafi would take that literally and perform a song in Moot Hall. I ultimately had to side with &amp;quot;no,&amp;quot; even if only because she hadn&amp;#039;t been in the room when he said that. ...&amp;#039;&amp;#039;but&amp;#039;&amp;#039; then, on the first night of the trial, his opening statement &amp;#039;&amp;#039;again&amp;#039;&amp;#039; said that people should expect to hear the Rooks sing of their heroics. I really thought about it. I truly did. If Leafi had been the first or second defendant called down, I honestly might have gone with it, but as the last, there was no chance. Alas!&lt;br /&gt;
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In any case, I&amp;#039;d written &amp;#039;&amp;#039;some&amp;#039;&amp;#039; of this song [[Leafiara_(prime)/Tales/A_Coraesine_Carol|over five years earlier]] for a Leafi dream sequence vignette, but it was basically just freestyling fluff to frame the rest of the vignette that was the meat. I rewrote even a lot of what I already had, then built on it with a looping structure of three verses where the first sets the stage for a point in her life, then the second and third go through the thick of it and reflect afterward.&lt;br /&gt;
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The original ended on a note that was optimistic yet also sort of hollow, basically just saying she&amp;#039;d hold true to younger self&amp;#039;s ideals. This one ends up being &amp;#039;&amp;#039;more&amp;#039;&amp;#039; optimistic because it&amp;#039;s more substantive: her earliest goals were in direct conflict, so she found only disappointment after achieving one of them, then found fulfillment by pursuing the other one.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>LEAFIARA</name></author>
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