Once upon a time
In the land of the fragile
Once upon a rhyme
In the land of the fools
Beasts of the burden of mind
Gathered for their call
They screamed in kind
For the most twisted of all
They offered their blood
They gave of their flesh
Sacrificed their brood
Gave gate
To Him, The Endless One
Then son of the Calling
Son of the light
Sent it all falling
He tried to do what was right
Then son of the Calling
In the blood of his blood
Was claimed by the Fallen
Snuffed was his light
To The Endless One he fell
Became the vessel for his death
His soul between heaven and hell
Refused the right of rest
Locked in his mind, barely a child
The son of the Calling waits
Locked in his mind, on watch for a child
The son of the Calling waits
For he
Who would free
Us all
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The Wicked And The Divine (Sal x Blind!Reader)
FanfictionBlind at birth and yet, she sees more than most. Mauled, not quite at birth, and yet, he is less broken than most. Tainted at the dawn of its creation and yet, still the people come. A girl. A boy. And a building built on bones. The wicked. And...
