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Shape shifter, contortionist
You dance in wild abandon.
Move along my walls,
Steal my sleep,
Flooding my thoughts with doomful vibes
Terrifying m..
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had this on here before server was lost
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an attempt to procrastinate from what i really need to be doing
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meant to be a letter
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An interersting (at least I think so) take on good versus evil, with religious undertones.
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I.
“Gather round, gather round,
All ye peasants so squalid
Subjects of the King, come hither
Gather round, gather round
All ye vagra..
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II.
“Word back from the knights, my king, all went as planned.” The king’s servant bowed and took a step back from the throne.
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III.
“Take heed, O King. I have come bearing news.”
The once gruff, now startled and docile, King looked up at the envoy. “I t..
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IV.
The King rose abruptly from his throne. His face, now a crimson red, seemed to bubble beneath with rage. His body trembled, fists clenched, kn..
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V.
It was the third day Langley had been chained in the dungeon. He had yet to receive any nourishment from the King’s guards. His wrists an..
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