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Far away in a forest, pertected by the gods of old, the sun sets and bathes the sacred ground in a golden light. The days have grown short and nights long. A horn bellows in the distance. Running, a chile flees. the child is the daughter of an amazon, seperated and afraid. Men are hunting for her, and if they succede then she will be sold as a slave or uses for the men's personal pleasure. Knowing this she pleas to the gardian of the forest and pertector of the forest. Terrified, she recites a promice, "Goshtaru mu shie, Zenaganeeh prosukna."