Skagos
A Night That Ends, As All Nights End, When the Sun
We, who built ourselves to paradigm.We, who wore a colossal weight with pride.In a niche of faunus extravagancewe ruled a tundra of malice.Providence trades hands with exigenceas the wolves chase us in to the thicket.Oh, the weight of it!
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