Maybe we shall be born once more, as the very gods we so feared and yet cherished. And if that so happens, then we shall aspire to be better than they were, than we ourselves are, and to create the fairytale our own gods too failed to achieve. Then I shall content in knowing that my mind and soul may forever rest beneath the soil we once tainted with our velvet lust for power, and the frosted grasps of our cruelty. We shall prosper again, sister.All Rights Reserved
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