Never quite a smile though the Madness smirks from out beyond the light where the Darkness lurks prying open treasure chests filled with Desolation; run from hide from Cursed` vile illumination. Reason chased to shadows while Falseness works against its soon return and the Blindness shirks truth for sordid empty Lies of ill consolation. Healing […]
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