the drums are beating I must now face my demize. I have never felt it closer, the follies of the night. Will I have the strengh? I am but a simple man. No magic or spells at hand just thoughts that never end. The drums are beating and I must be on my way. I cannot let death wait if it is the fate... Sign in to see full entry.
DEATH
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