One ballad has become loved throughout the land, and even the youngest among the populace can be heard to hum its tune. Even as the songsters sing the lore of old, they continue to add new praises to the vast repertoire of the realm. Forever the songs must grow as the life of the rolling hills and trees must grow. And as time goes on, more mysteries unfold. In ages past, as now, songsters sang of the wonders of this magical land, for there are many to tell. Some say it is deeper than the very roots of the oldest trees of the land, for the magic of the realm is nature, and each citizen is born with this love already within their heart. The love of the realm of Hibernia grows deep. The Poet Kuldebar (named in honor of the composer), stands ready to teach all the sacred words of the Anthem of the Albion Realm. Today, the Anthem is sung daily in the capital city of Camelot. A crown was placed upon his head to honor so great a poet and a reception was held in his honor. May the light of Camelot shine upon Kuldebar Valiturus! Three cheers!'Ĭheers of praise were given to Kuldebar Valiturus and cheers rang throughout the city of Camelot for the anthem that filled each soul with pride. Let it unite us in praise of our lands and families. Lo, let it temper the savage heart of Midgard and pagan Hibernia. Let every man of Albion embrace this song, for it speaks of the character of our sovereign nation and peoples. May the annals of our kingdom be forever written that Kuldebar forged the anthem of our country. Let us honour Kuldebar Valiturus, wordsmith and poet. 'Greetings and salutations, citizens of Camelot and of Albion united! We gather upon this glorious day of our Lord to give witness to the anthem of our people. At a grand ceremony, the citizens gathered around the round table as Winterborne IV, the herald of the event, made the announcement. There is one song that has been awarded the honor of Anthem. It is a realm of legend and history whose tales have passed from poet to poet, minstrel to minstrel, and live on in each beating heart. The knights of old still live within the hearts of the young as they rise up to take their place within the Kingdom. From far and wide the people walk in the strength and pride of their past, and look towards the future with steadfast courage and hope. It is the realm of dreams, glory and chivalry. Albion is the land of the King, once and forever.
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