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The Autumn baronies have fallen. A culture of flames, brilliant and bold, Against cold indifference of time. What is a King, with a broken crown. Vermilion leaves sail across pools of crimson. Cobblestone stained, forsaken name. Death divine, dancing kindred spirits, Haunting the halls of Royal ruin. Longer still, grows the silence.
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Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 9:27 PM UTC
Pestilence
The Autumn baronies have fallen. A culture of flames, brilliant and bold, Against cold indifference of time. What is a King, with a broken crown. Vermilion leaves sail across pools of crimson. Cobblestone stained, forsaken name. Death divine, dancing kindred spirits, Haunting the halls of Royal ruin. Longer still, grows the silence.
devin-ortiz
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Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 9:27 PM UTC
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