OK, this is my first attempt so be gentle with me.... [img]smilies/smile.gif[/img]
Brought from the ruined city;
We know not from whence it came.
Left by the fallen master;
Set in a place of shame.
A silver horn called us
Echoing in the sky.
Compelled by the past
And a wish for peace;
We could not deny.
Faithless we were
Yet faithful came;
Summoned to the place of shame.
Where am I?
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