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Andulan's loyal snakes, chosen from noble bloodlines, Didn't pay attention to the loss of her protection, Hearing restored, voices reclaimed, allowed them to speak her name, As a song previously written, played a record straight through two, A green arrow with white wings traveled eagerly, banking around to catch another, Paul's trident, charged forward alongside Kevin's lilting refrain. He gave a wet surprise, red and pungent, filtering through dire fingers that trembled, At the sight of its own blood, tinted green by another's legacy. Kevin applied a different approach, introducing another snake to what it felt like, To be made to feel completely helpless. After slicing its arm off, sending it the earth below, Kevin ****** his sword into its belly, planted it into the ground, quickly draining it of, A color most profane.
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Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 6:00 PM UTC
Silence of Song part 115
Andulan's loyal snakes, chosen from noble bloodlines, Didn't pay attention to the loss of her protection, Hearing restored, voices reclaimed, allowed them to speak her name, As a song previously written, played a record straight through two, A green arrow with white wings traveled eagerly, banking around to catch another, Paul's trident, charged forward alongside Kevin's lilting refrain. He gave a wet surprise, red and pungent, filtering through dire fingers that trembled, At the sight of its own blood, tinted green by another's legacy. Kevin applied a different approach, introducing another snake to what it felt like, To be made to feel completely helpless. After slicing its arm off, sending it the earth below, Kevin ****** his sword into its belly, planted it into the ground, quickly draining it of, A color most profane.
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Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 6:00 PM UTC
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