Hid N The Darque Swamp. Trapped By The Ruling Magus.
Guts Devoured By The Zombies That Rule This Swamp.
Hope, I Balance. I'm A Immortal Stuck N Sarcophagus.
Deaths 2 B Dealt With R Away. I Now Meditate Peacefully.
Fully Aware Of 2 Many D****d Things While Here.
Spider, Cockroach, & Leech Often Appear 2 Ultimately Leave.
Alive.
Believe, I Live.
Grave Went From Foe 2 Friend.
End, Regardless, I'm Always Here 2 Tell Your Tale.
Stale Scents Turn Into Mints.
Princes & Princesses Now Run This Realm As, The Magus, Lusts After They.
Bay Of Werewolves, Just Outside, Now Summoning Their Tamers. The Khefts.
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