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A one-eyed man I met, from far away he'd traveled here. In search of what he'd lost, he told me of a place that can't be seen where men who bravely die rise in glory and await the fated day. I did not believe his words for then I was a fool. Two wolves were by his side yet I did not feel afraid. Two ravens he had lost, he said and asked if I could help. My doubts would be gone if I helped for they could speak. Then the dreary night came on which I met one of the two. A tapping on my chamber door revealed to me the truth. "Nevermore" the raven said and now I believed.
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May 29, 2017
May 29, 2017 at 12:27 PM UTC
Vandrar
A one-eyed man I met, from far away he'd traveled here. In search of what he'd lost, he told me of a place that can't be seen where men who bravely die rise in glory and await the fated day. I did not believe his words for then I was a fool. Two wolves were by his side yet I did not feel afraid. Two ravens he had lost, he said and asked if I could help. My doubts would be gone if I helped for they could speak. Then the dreary night came on which I met one of the two. A tapping on my chamber door revealed to me the truth. "Nevermore" the raven said and now I believed.
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May 29, 2017
May 29, 2017 at 12:27 PM UTC
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