for this is the wrath of the righteous
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and you will be consumed by a fire older than the gods themselves
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you will expierience a silence so deep, so absolute it will break your mind
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this spark in my hand – able to set a thousand worlds ablaze
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is the flame not glorious to watch, is it not oh so wonderful?
how can one not want to touch such beauty, feel its texture?
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and then i saw the necromancer tear the very soul from his flesh
and in its agony the soul ripped its former body apart
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we had no idea of the artifacts use or who had created it – yet we did not dare to touch it.
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you have reached and reached and tried to reach and as you do you stop take a step back and start again