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Past rolling hills green valleys and beautiful woods. Over falls wondrous and meadows gold. Through towns and villages snow covered and cold. Over oceans vast and jungles deep Lies, the mountain mammoth. Great stones mere bones before its sprawling feet. Standing in awe at its Gothic magnificence. All creations lying under the shadow of this monstrous heap. They dance in reverence they bask in the terrible embrace, of the mountain mammoth. This far away mountain oh fiery fountain. Oh ginormous mongrel oh hideous evil. Enveloping all life purging all love. Decimating madness the end of all things. Fear erupts from it like water from a spring. Darkness covers the mountain darkness blacker then pitch. Darkness that no light ever can touch not even the stars those resilient lanterns. All hope is dashed at the walls of the mammoth mountain. All hope is forsaken at the foot of the great fiery fountain.
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Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 12:14 PM UTC
Mammoth Mountain
Past rolling hills green valleys and beautiful woods. Over falls wondrous and meadows gold. Through towns and villages snow covered and cold. Over oceans vast and jungles deep Lies, the mountain mammoth. Great stones mere bones before its sprawling feet. Standing in awe at its Gothic magnificence. All creations lying under the shadow of this monstrous heap. They dance in reverence they bask in the terrible embrace, of the mountain mammoth. This far away mountain oh fiery fountain. Oh ginormous mongrel oh hideous evil. Enveloping all life purging all love. Decimating madness the end of all things. Fear erupts from it like water from a spring. Darkness covers the mountain darkness blacker then pitch. Darkness that no light ever can touch not even the stars those resilient lanterns. All hope is dashed at the walls of the mammoth mountain. All hope is forsaken at the foot of the great fiery fountain.
The-Wylde-One
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Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 12:14 PM UTC
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