Guardian of the Enchanted Cathedral

In a cathedral where whispers of magic are heard,

Stands a knight, his armor gleaming, undeterred.

With a sword that glows like the moonlit sea,

He guards the realm where the enchanted be.

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His stance is firm, his gaze is bold,

In the silence, his story unfolds.

A guardian of secrets, of legends old,

In the light of the stained glass, his tale is told.