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A Nesparian Ritualistic song.
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Snarl
Die
By sunlight
Blistering, burning, white-hot, furious
Die
By fangs
Sharp, angry, waiting, watching
Die
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I have dreamed
of a land
where a dark angel sings
here Iam
this is me
Sing with me...
Northern winds
race away
and love flies along
Posio..
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I am an immortal.
It is I! I, the Eliac;
I, who hast slain dragons;
I, who have taken quests that there mere summarization of which would drive the..
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Decided to explore the vampyre angle a little better in an effort to understand Daradan and/or Silvestra from Diyar.
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Waiting
in the silence
for the dreary day
to turn
Waiting
in eternity
for my voice
to be heard
Watching
with a frown
as the world
goes ..
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I know what it's like to be alone.
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Why is it I write my best poetry when I'm sad? Ah, well. Another one from the depths of my archives.
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Power is desired,
the storm has not passed;
a new day is rising,
and power won't last.
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That December night, the mysteriously dark clouds crackled with the visible energy, from the eminent storm, and the storm struck the lonely shores of ..
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