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Epic Literature
The depths of the human mind and psychology through the lens of an inferior.
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— and War [repost]
He followed the fire and the fire ran, then the fire returned to bite. Act I: The Fire and the Sea Act II: The Locket Act III: “You Are A Spy” Act IV: He is a Greek Act V: Free Moral Agent Act VI: Then He Fled One: The Fire and the Sea I see him with the face of a warrior. His eyes are sharp, and the coldness of his stare sends shivers across my nerves. My blood has ceased to flow, and I am frozen in shock. Who is this man, whose shadows flash amongst the lightnings and the

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Aug 13, 20258 min read


Filament in Glass Bulb I
A muddy exterior Absorbs the likeness of darkness, As a vortex from the deep of the Messier 98. Transition by sand, Quickened from the nucleus of a lifeless soul, As a root out of the underground. For twelve degrees of thirty units, Laid beyond the north and the south An inhabitant of unfair skin In the second month of the coldest set of eyes. One drowned here, Buried in sin, The death of the remnant of bones. Yet stars burn in their collapse of clouds of dust, The element of

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Apr 10, 20251 min read
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