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Try to envision the dark ages when you read this submittal? |
| Oh the Dance with Death such sweet bliss, echoes in the myst as the essence of dew falls unto the earth. Distortion Transcends Reality as you venture into the unknown: swift motion divides, side by side As Truth comes out of the Darkness, and into the light to Enlighten all that is before my sight. The serene fields, to the sound of a brook blowing upon the breeze as swords clash warriors fall dying,seasons pass in fields stained by blood as corpses rot pestilence and famine ravage the land in the grand Dance With Death. |