krosalle
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 - Parts 12
 
Mythologies and fantasy weaved into words of poetry with occasional threads of realism intertwined. 
             ❝ Forgetting one can't fight for dead, 
                             Such was their pain. 
                              Losing their sanity 
                                 All over again, 
                           Brimming with agony, 
         They learnt Gods were half selfish and half         
                                        selfless. ❞