Sneaking through the woods at night, I hold my cape just so To hide the wild pets I’ve found, Brave beasts from down below but… Rolf the hellhound runs to chase A possum up its tree. Vera rolls her glowing eyes, Elucidates ennui. Mara rears on her goat legs, Yawping at the hound. Beelzebub…
They named me heretic and tied me up, but they did not burn me, for that would have been mercy. From the top of a trebuchet, they fixed my gaze upon my little town to watch as they stabbed my little girl through her stomach with a bloody blade, strangled my mother with…
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"The silence of the night awakens my soul"
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