eclipse Posted May 4, 2011 Share Posted May 4, 2011 On a wasteland with the snow and ice gone one blizzard blew on defying the seasonal sun. Under one half summer moon I was called by madmen with lyres who baptised me in fire, the moon became whole as i juggled with flames. I slept between two fires while these men walked the earth playing their lyres, a newly risen deathly choir joined them singing songs of rebirth.The blizzard spread cloaking the globe, from this new army i recieved my christly robe. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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