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Let the ground open Let the sky crumble Let the beasts descend upon us Let the flames rise and devour all Beware the Earthshaker, who destroys that which you hold most dear. Beware the monsoons, the endless rains that drown in the abyss of a parched earth. Beware the wildren, the creatures most foul who feed upon manflesh. Ware! the shattering sky rains lava and hellfire consuming all in its rage. And we shall rise as the world collapses, resplendent in glorious devastation.

Full Title: Contemplating Mortality from the Second Floor Not high enough.  I would survive the fall.

The colors of the world seem dull, muted by the weight of my sorrow. And I wonder, if I could just snap these chains which bind me                           and fly free Would I see the world for what it truly is?

It was a cloudless, cold, winter night.  A wind rattled the leaf-bare trees.  Ice speckled the heavens, providing the little light that there was.  Four cloaked figures stole along an iron fence, accompanied only by the hoarse caw of a raven.  A pair of smoke-gray eyes silently watched the shadowed figures.  The tallest of the figures, probably a man, lead the others to a gap in the obsidian bars.  One by one, they slipped through, and in formation, with the man leading two people up a hill to a mansion.  A fourth person, much shorter, trailed behind, stopping, as if to search the darkness for something that wasn't there.  Gray eyes flashed o