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With honeyed words, the defenses were breached and a villain crossed the threshold. From his lips trickled the wine of sweet lies. Intoxicating and rich, meant to dull the mind and awaken the body. It turns to poison as it flows forth, infecting reality. The dance gives way to frenzied fleeing as the stain consumes. Silenced were the songs of longing once the heart had ceased to sing.
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Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 1:52 PM UTC
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With honeyed words, the defenses were breached and a villain crossed the threshold. From his lips trickled the wine of sweet lies. Intoxicating and rich, meant to dull the mind and awaken the body. It turns to poison as it flows forth, infecting reality. The dance gives way to frenzied fleeing as the stain consumes. Silenced were the songs of longing once the heart had ceased to sing.
I found this in my copy of Egyptian Magic by E.A Wallis Budge this morning. I have no idea how old it is.
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Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 1:52 PM UTC
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