A song she heard
Of cold that gathers
Like winters tongue
Among the shadows
It rose like blackness
In the sky
That on volcanos
Vomit rise
A Stone of ruin
From burn to chill
Like black moonrise
Her voice fell still...
Robert Fanney
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Is there magic in this world Certainly But it is not the kind of magic written about in fantasy stories. It is the kind of magic that comes from ideas and the hard work it often takes to make them real.
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Zalos The world is full of massive things in motion. Little creatures get hurt.
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