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~~The Fifth Season~~

Feather falling faltered fain
Slipping sliding suffering stain
Aging addled altered angst
Reaping rewards righteous ranks
Timeless timid torturous tale
Creeping crossroads crooked cell
Wasted wandering wilted wane
Pillage plunder perfect pain
Feather falling faltered fain

~^*Lady Syndra*^~
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~~Final Rest~~
Oh bitter darkness take me from this wretched pain,
Enfold me in your arms, give me the peace that I seek,
I have no fear of you anymore, I will come silently,
Guide me down the somber path and walk with me,
Embrace me within the darkness of thy womb,
Take the very breath from my chest and relieve my pain,
Lay these rattled bones to rest, give them a final peace, Death beckons to this weary broken spirit so cold,
Hear my plea, answer my cry, set me free this night.

~^*Lady Syndra*^~
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~~Bewitched~~
Sweet seduction, the forbidden touch, longing for the soft gentle sway in the arms of insanity. The raunch of perfumes, the wretched smell, soft scent of naked flesh pressing naked flesh. An eternal longing, to taste the tongues of demons, and kiss the lips of angels, the mind is in a stupor, cascading the memories through darkness , as a black veil of restraint softly caressing the cheek of sadness. If only one tear could fall then let it be falling from the blind eyes of chaos and lies. There is no more youth, no innocence, all purity is left behind.There are no more seconds to the clock, as the day becomes night. And the mind wonders into  the great star draped timeless scene, where only the light of the moon shines upon the hearts of the lonely, and the hearts of the lonely cry softly under the shadow of the night. Unprotected, fearing what lurks within every shadow, forcing one more tear from the dry eyes of sorrow. A sudden chill down the already cold spine, the icy touch of death caressing ever so gently, yet lovingly it welcomes immoratlity. The fate that beckons to the night, the endless stretch of darkness, spiraling forever in a constant maze of shadows, where the entrance is everywhere, and there is no exit. Such sweet seduction, for the forbidden touch, to smell the wretched smell,to hear the soft music of a rhythmless soul, leaves one bewitched by the forbidden.
~^*Lady Syndra*^~
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