The first solution was to leave my name behind.
Venture forth nameless and light the way divine.
Walk forth through the shadow veils.
Let your soul set its light sail.
Let the winds of truth take you past the expanse of shadow.
Let the lost ones see your lantern in the lost meadow.
Become the balefire that lights their map home.
Put an end to their aimless roam.
May 20, 2025
May 20, 2025 at 10:05 AM UTC
The first solution was to leave my name behind.
Venture forth nameless and light the way divine.
Walk forth through the shadow veils.
Let your soul set its light sail.
Let the winds of truth take you past the expanse of shadow.
Let the lost ones see your lantern in the lost meadow.
Become the balefire that lights their map home.
Put an end to their aimless roam.
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