Sunday, 27 November 2016
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Unfurl thy crimson banner and let heart’s shout for the glory of the red goddess. I have journeyed forth through darkness and shadow and stand now at the precipice of sorrow, here where the abyss threatened to engulf the masses ready to leap at the beguiling words of bronze.
How easy they forget the gifts too numerous to count, the sacrifices too many to fathom, the wonders she has created. She has stood and guided me for years un-numbered through countless battles her power was shared to grant me the stamina to continue, for in death she gave a part of her being to ensure I was reborn.
I have heard rumblings that now, when she needs us some has turned from her, like the final embrace of a mother when we have grown beyond her need to nurture and guide they have walked into the arms of a beguiler.
I stand not alone, for I still see many who wear the crimson robes walking the land, we will not be culled or sated into not speaking the words that flow from our souls.
We stand with you, red goddess, for now and for eternity even if it means a death from where there is no recovery, I am eternally now and forever a loyal servant of Miranda…
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Matt Shadowsong posted @ 21:54 -
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