Who are we from shadows born? Who your mantles have adorned
A Plea of Youth
Bless us mother, bless us father, whispers son, and then daughter
You and Me
Your seed, my need, I come, you feed
The Ghosts of Yesteryear
Over seas and green-touched downs
Intro: On Dark Wings
With the wind rushing in his ears and the smell of the swamplands below him strong in his nostrils, Stentis, Enforcer of the Mentrethis Thieves Guild, slowly made his descent, the massive raven he rode guiding itself towards the bleak landscape below.
Part Five: Ensnared
Groaning, Leeria came slowly back to consciousness, lifting with some difficulty her head from where it lolled against her shoulder. As her eyes cracked open, she became dimly aware that her feet no longer touched the glades grasses and that something bound each of her arms tightly, pulling them wide away from her torso. With an alarmed cry, she came fully to her senses, tugging vainly against her restraints and casting her gaze wildly about her.
Inspiration Frustration
When image born births idea passed, Seek you not what cannot last
In the Court of a Fallen God
In the court of a fallen god, She who drums fingertips 'pon his skull, Sets the cadence for us all
I’m Safe With You
I'm Safe with you, In your embrace, I yearn for you, I want a taste
A Soldier’s Words
If not this life, Then so another
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