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๐๐จ๐ฎ can feel fire and destruction swirling beneath ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ skin. ๐๐จ๐ฎ can sense the impending doom looming ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ future.
Will the shackles find ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ? Or will ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ break the chains weighing ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ down?
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เผหยฐ. On the night when the moon draws near, a blissful night unfolds in gentle light. Wishes are granted, prayers are carried through the night sky. A celebration for the moon, the Moon-Prayer Night is soon to arrive. Pray, tell โฆ will you hang your hope upon the moon? .เณเฟ*:๏ฝฅ๐
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Lo, listen now you gentle folk every one,
A tale I tell of a pilgrimage undertaken,
The joy of fyr within the ashes beneath bright,
Welcome, to this house of delight,
Here we are buried, where our hearts dwell,
And forever our tales cause us to tell.
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Two horses vacant out of all,
To whoever comes with us shall fall,
Beneath the rules that we have set,
Abideth all by our own wit;
According to our will, they stay,
As pilgrim hearts shall find their way.
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