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He had come when they had started to give in to what all must give in to. When their golden eyes had started to close and their prayers gone soft and deaf and dark.
“I need to see _______,” and because the name was not one which a mortal tongue could wrap itself around they knew he was one of them, even looking as he did, living and live. They did not begrudge him for it. It had been so long, so very long. They had stood and chanted and prayed and sung for the fallen Master. And now this one came, with whispers and soft words and light and names. Not only the master’s but theirs’ as wel
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Don't look to me, i do not lead
I'm just in front, they're all following
Some other motherfucker without the balls or cojones to take hold of the reigns and use them.
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Someday ill well be together,i just know it.
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