Anywho, lookin forward to Christmas


Renewal of FlameUpon last breath of dawn's sweet light Flame tore in and through the vale To leave no witness nor take delight To leave but char to tell the taleRenewal of Flame
To destroy and take, to vilify To claim what none could know Fire wreathed 'round all, to hide a lie Preempt the fruits of what they would sow
And thus did their knowledge die.


ResolutionThe wide plains stretched before him The blade he bore was cold The path he trod to kill him His story to be untoldResolution
The night had come, the frail had fled The houses, empty all Upon this land, which welcomed dead There were none on which to call
So onward he plod Through Night's dreary beat Forever Determined To Die Free And On His Feet.


Grim CountenanceAnd then he looked up at them.Grim Countenance
It was a look which they had never seen in his eyes before, a hooded brow, a showing of something feral in the soul. A glance into the very eyes of Death himself.
They had known, had first-hand experience with, his violent tendencies on occasion. Yet this was something which exceeded all that they had seen or heard before. It exceeded these previous experiences on such a scale as to strike a resonance of fear in their hearts. A glimpse of truth for their minds.
It made them glad he was on their side.
Saber Pike
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