The Spectre

There was once a woman who swore for nature, wisdom, and passion.

She will become the queen. The queen of all wisdom and life.

She will rule the kingdom, the kingdom which she deserves. The kingdom of the dark lady.

Lady Liandrin Pristyn is her name.

Birds of a feather flock together.
But I am unique.
'bout my beautiful colours many a tongue does speak.
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-The Murlocs-

To live in the past is to m bfake it the future.

Lose your anger And it has found you.

Run around and go nowhere.

Be a slave to freedom and you are its master. The YMMV try thumb m UK m

Turn your back and face forward.

Erupt and you corrupt.

Climax and its over.

-The Undertakers-

Put out and you inflame.

To be is a present.

Cross your legs and open your mind.