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Keysby ~TheSolemnSpirit
NothingnessOut of the darkness there came but one. In his right hand he held a scepter of cold iron, in the other, nothing but the flickering light of Balefyre.Nothingness
"It is time to go", the man spoke... As the light washed over my face, my thoughts
cleared to the face of my little Allana, my little
angel, the girl who killed me, and then I knew no more.
by ~TheSolemnSpirit
Of the DeepWith our harps and trumpets gold. We seek the riches of the bold. To deepest riches, no thing moans. In our mountains deepest bones.Of the Deep
With man's struck fire we seek the steel. Our picks strike stone, our hammers peel. We break the wealth of cavern hold. To make the wealth of riches old.
Luster, spindel, sparkle, shine. That made by clan is now mine. For death doth lay in cavern hold. To those sought riches of the bold.
Helms of silver, dot the hoard. Mail made like spider's cord. In the pyre, more hot than dragon's fire. And dusted ge
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