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My friend, the fates are cruel.. There are no dreams, no honor remains.. The arrow has left the bow of the goddess.. My soul, corrupted by vengeance.. Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey.. In my own salvation.. And your eternal slumber.. Legend shall speak.. Of sacrifice at world's end.. The wind sails over the water's surface.. Quietly, but surely...
---Ayden
---18
--- I am utterly addicted to music
--- I write a lot
--- I'm not much of a people person
--- I get mad easy
--- I really don't trust anyone
--- I don't care to meet new people
--- I don't care about anything really