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"Don't be swayed by beautiful lies,
less you succumb to an ill-fated demise.
Deep in the castle a virgin weeps in repose
why she was brought here, nobody knows.
A fair complexion rivaled only by he,
the lord of this castle-- his kin would agree.
Cradled with naught but deceit and despair,
that unholy beauty waits for her there.
For now he travels in the trench of his mind
seeming neither alive nor dead,
laying there dressed in black on his ivory petaled bed.
Soon now, he will awaken; charmed by the sound
The echoes of a tear laden voice abound
She will be brought forth to him, tears and all
and still the sound will fade...
Those pale flowers that garnished his bed,
will soon become a crimson red..."
-a hymn told by the mortals that once lived on the
outskirts of the Von. Lucius territory. Category All / All
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