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And so the True Fox ran, with her knife in his teeth and her blood on his tongue, and the acrid scent of ancient magic burning his nose and blinding him to all but a single chain of thought.
Find the fox that is not a fox. Find it to kill it. Kill it to save her.
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‘tis i; the wisest of the foxes
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Sleepy Heart Fox
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It was sorta raining on my way to the gym today, I didn't know if my friend would recognise me with my hood up, but it seemed to
“Travelling through the forest, Feeling like a tourist, The moons the only guide, To which I need to find.
The chances that I will win, To find my only kin, Dwindles every hour, Which is very sour.
Is there nothing I can do, To help the wind that never blew, I need to keep on running, The darkness is only bluffing.
Nothing that I can feel, Can make this any real, Nothing can stop me, From finding the key.”
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I’ve realized many moons ago, that brutality and lust are the same
Luna
“When my fires glow unleashes Then the story has its end It lets the pride stay in pieces That is what they will send
Lighting death in every way Will let the ghosts come to life So they burn through the day. Within in their hearts darkness sharp as a knife
Lives rotting on the ground Hanging in the air the smell of death To which a lonely soul is bound Robbing their last breath”
-- Dalnim
