most foul enemies

Our Wall's not as great as the one farther east; it's quickly sprung over by woman or beast. It lies now in ruins but not long ago, its contours stood strongly through springtime and snow, its ramparts would scrape at and cling to the skies, it kept us quite safe from most foul enemies. At one point at least five kilometers long, it's spoke of in lore and sung about in song, it sheltered the maidens and kings of the day, who'd go there for battle and sometimes to play. Inside it were gardens and great castles too, that once were grand blooming fair mighty and new, but now all that's left is a lone tourists' shelter where young couples go for a prone, night-time swelter. Please come for a visit, it's well worth the trek to see what is now just with creepers bedecked but was once a bulwark against foreign hordes (we offer both guided and unguided tours).

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