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Dark Ambient Noisescapes #102
What we alluded to as an attack, was an attempt at repulse.
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What we named a blade was but trembling air,
A flawed intent to rend the fragile soul;
Its jagged breath recoiled upon the heart,
Dark runes etched deep, inscribed in dying hope,
And blind despair became our bitter shield.
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Dark Ambient Noisescapes #102
What we alluded to as an attack, was an attempt at repulse.
---
What we named a blade was but trembling air,
A flawed intent to rend the fragile soul;
Its jagged breath recoiled upon the heart,
Dark runes etched deep, inscribed in dying hope,
And blind despair became our bitter shield.