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Dec 21, 2008
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The Dark One...
The story echoes through breath,
the legend through the halls of timeI do not remember when I laid eyes on him but, I do remember the wind dying, the light being killed by the darkness in the heavensThe night became eternal, the howling beasts rested on the wind.
Despair drew a dark vale across the land
the earth dried as the dark horse strode across the skyI remember eternity burning infinitely in one moment of time, one drop from the angel's eye.
We burnt in the flame of Hades ushered in by screams that rang through the endless night...
Purgatory.I knew I would not see him leave...I knew that a moment was all that was left... I knew his time had come, his presence undying, his foul brimstone
breath would be the last...
— TheDarkOne, Dec 21, 2008
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weirdelf
17 years 5 months ago
All a bit angsty and turgid.