mogwaei: The curse blooms from the underground, down by the shore Their hope grows with a hunger to
mogwaei: The curse blooms from the underground, down by the shore Their hope grows with a hunger to live, could it be more?Call all the spirits in the land, sing the light from the moonBut they know it’s not enough to prevent their ruinWinter comes, from the sky - ash or snow?Does underneath the grass still grow?Tell us, Ouroboros, what do you see, what do you know? Ouroboros; the Guardian Commission from @serphena - thank you so much! -- source link
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