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A fierce an' blusterous wind blows 'round the snow; - bringing with it - to many a-men : great woes. It does, so, bring sorrow - an' it's hard to swallow : - that bone-chilling, brisk breeze out o' thee west. It blows in, determinedly, - as if it is on a quest; - a bitter journey putting many a-men to the test. Nay- there'll be no hunting, nor gathering, today; - guess all we can do now : ration thee food an' pray.
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Mar 15, 2017
Mar 15, 2017 at 7:34 PM UTC
Story O' A Storm
A fierce an' blusterous wind blows 'round the snow; - bringing with it - to many a-men : great woes. It does, so, bring sorrow - an' it's hard to swallow : - that bone-chilling, brisk breeze out o' thee west. It blows in, determinedly, - as if it is on a quest; - a bitter journey putting many a-men to the test. Nay- there'll be no hunting, nor gathering, today; - guess all we can do now : ration thee food an' pray.
Thee Ides O' March, Two-Thousand an' Seventeen
HideousAegidiusOCrowley
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Mar 15, 2017
Mar 15, 2017 at 7:34 PM UTC
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