

Muses of the LostMuses of the LostMuses of the Lost
Trapped within a silent prayer Where nothing lingers but this hope filled air Always outside looking in Shadows dance and the stories begin In the myriad of souls that come to the light Watch them drawn out of the satin embrace of night
And search the soul for a cold, black, home. And deep within this skyclad dome They stir and shake among the leafy people’s hearts Then open the doors to the light and the dark When whispering down these floodlit corridors Caught between two different flaws And hold on to heaven, forevermore &nb

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"If you aren't willing to kill for it, how important can it be?" - Bishop, NWN2
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The true sign of a pro is not that they never make a mistake but how they hide them....
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
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No need to argue
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~ Things Always Change! ~ By Fet
The lonely gray wolf walks a lonely path until one day she meets the one that will set her free. She will no longer have a heavy burden keeping her on earth. No more sadness or grief shall fill this wolf's heart.
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Go into the sand, and the dust, and the sky.
Go now, there's no better plan, than to do or to die.
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No need to argue
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