Two from the Green, one who is not as they seem. Travel the sky so grand, stopping to lend a helpful hand. Out come the Blue, who have the hidden clue. Green and Blue sail the seas, the crest has the key, climbing the mountains, a journey so deep. The beast rises, pierced by the heart, and the feast lasts till dawn. Numbers increase, halted by the bow, which a beautiful maiden will release. Six more groups come together as one, storming the feather kingdom and ignoring the warning. Two journeys begin and come to an end, the fawn falling, the maidens rising, all while the secret is still buried beneath, released by the grasp of the ancients which will soon cease. Relaxed, calmed, everything will end as it once began.