This was going to be a short story, but it got a little longer than I expected.  It shouldn't be more than 4 or 5 sections though.

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Section 1

The candles are lit to chase away the dusk
As I sit down at my writing desk
With my quill pen and bottle of ink
The task falls to me to record a quest
I dip the pen in the dark liquid ink
And spread a parchment before me
The nib touches parchment, the ink flows
The room fills with a thousand shapes I barely see
As I write, a unicorn prances across the desk
His hoofs wave, with his horn he defies all
Now marching past, a line of kings
Grim and noble before their house's fall
A dragon winging by, iridescent purple