“Interesting.” Thirteen examines the surrounding earth and sticks a single pin of iron in the soil. “And how long have you been reanimating, precisely?”
Vittorsi suddenly appears very sick. He has to cover his nose and mouth. "Please put that away, the pin.. the smell."
“I apologize. Merely testing.” Thirteen quickly replaces it and puts most of his other possessions in his haversack, except for his journal and pencil.
He looks better now, less pale suddenly. He nods and smiles "Quite sorry, my nose is sensitive.."
“No no, I should be more cognizant of other people. In any case, there is an inn not far from here. Would you like to go there?”
"Of course.. Anywhere other than here.." He looks at the grave and quickly looks away.
“About three kilometers east of here. I can accompany you.”
He nods and stuffs his hands into his pockets, following him quietly. "Why are you a necromancer?" He suddenly pipes up.
“Many reasons. My home and family were destroyed by a Shadowfell incursion, and I grew up in the Inner Planes… I guess you could say I was always inclined that way. But mostly, I just chose this life because, where I go, bodies are never in short supply.”
"Hm.." He thinks and tilts his head "You seemed to have found me with ease.. How?"
“Why magic of course.”
"Hm.." He looks suspicious.
“To be more specific-“ he takes out a golden teardrop-shaped gemstone on a piece of blue thread. “-this. The Bijoux is an ancient item that can be used to detect powerful creatures of specific varieties, and can even be used to guide interplanar travel.”
"Thats what I was looking for.." he nods, appeased "I had a feeling it was an item of sorts."
*AHHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAH. This character is actually based around the song 'Welcome to the Internet' by Bo Burnham*
*dear lord. I’m fearful but euphoric.*
*And maybe stanley parable. ANYWAYS HERE IT IS*
A television set of sorts seems to appear from out of nowhere, sitting on the ground with a white buzzing static screen filling the glass. A remote sits not too far away, lying in the grass.
“To be more specific-“ he takes out a golden teardrop-shaped gemstone on a piece of blue thread. “-this. The Bijoux is an ancient item that can be used to detect powerful creatures of specific varieties, and can even be used to guide interplanar travel.”
"Thats what I was looking for.." he nods, appeased "I had a feeling it was an item of sorts."
“I use it to track evil creatures and destroy them. Though I only managed to destroy a few true threats. The rest of the time was mostly me getting cloned, my friends getting killed, me making new friends who would die later, me resurrecting said friends and them having no memory of me so I just left, the time I accidentally became God-emperor of Chick-fil-a, and one very awkward unintentional date with Iggwilv the Witch Queen…”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“To be more specific-“ he takes out a golden teardrop-shaped gemstone on a piece of blue thread. “-this. The Bijoux is an ancient item that can be used to detect powerful creatures of specific varieties, and can even be used to guide interplanar travel.”
"Thats what I was looking for.." he nods, appeased "I had a feeling it was an item of sorts."
“I use it to track evil creatures and destroy them. Though I only managed to destroy a few true threats. The rest of the time was mostly me getting cloned, my friends getting killed, me making new friends who would die later, me resurrecting said friends and them having no memory of me so I just left, the time I accidentally became God-emperor of Chick-fil-a, and one very awkward unintentional date with Iggwilv the Witch Queen…”
Vittorsi nods and chuckles "Oh dear... You've done quite a lot."
"I forget. The war was so chaotic no one even remembered who they were fighting for or why most of the time. I was born in a sunny, warm, kinda wet area. Perfect for growing peppers, which my mama taught me how to do after my father was drafted when I was four. I always had a love for plants, but once I got drafted at 16 to replace my now-dead father, I didn't get to see many. Flamethrowers and chemical weapons are very hostile to flora. I almost died out there, but the gods had different plans for me. I found the Pattern Screamer peppers, which were so hardy and nutritious that they kept me alive until the end of the war. I ate so much that I decided to just let them grow inside me. Nowadays they only grow in the Gourmet Nightmare, but they can technically sprout anywhere that humanoid blood pools fresh on the ground for enough time. I'm as much pepper as person now, but that doesn't bother me in the slightest."
"Hm... I am sorry for what you have witnessed and suffered." He said gently, his eyes warm "No one should have to suffer that, ever."
"True, but the war is over now. Well, on the material plane, at least. I'm just glad I don't have to fight anymore."
"I forget. The war was so chaotic no one even remembered who they were fighting for or why most of the time. I was born in a sunny, warm, kinda wet area. Perfect for growing peppers, which my mama taught me how to do after my father was drafted when I was four. I always had a love for plants, but once I got drafted at 16 to replace my now-dead father, I didn't get to see many. Flamethrowers and chemical weapons are very hostile to flora. I almost died out there, but the gods had different plans for me. I found the Pattern Screamer peppers, which were so hardy and nutritious that they kept me alive until the end of the war. I ate so much that I decided to just let them grow inside me. Nowadays they only grow in the Gourmet Nightmare, but they can technically sprout anywhere that humanoid blood pools fresh on the ground for enough time. I'm as much pepper as person now, but that doesn't bother me in the slightest."
"Hm... I am sorry for what you have witnessed and suffered." He said gently, his eyes warm "No one should have to suffer that, ever."
"True, but the war is over now. Well, on the material plane, at least. I'm just glad I don't have to fight anymore."
"Fighting leads to nothing except people hurting one another... I understand there are other views to it but I see it as harming rather than helping." He explained and sighed.
“To be more specific-“ he takes out a golden teardrop-shaped gemstone on a piece of blue thread. “-this. The Bijoux is an ancient item that can be used to detect powerful creatures of specific varieties, and can even be used to guide interplanar travel.”
"Thats what I was looking for.." he nods, appeased "I had a feeling it was an item of sorts."
“I use it to track evil creatures and destroy them. Though I only managed to destroy a few true threats. The rest of the time was mostly me getting cloned, my friends getting killed, me making new friends who would die later, me resurrecting said friends and them having no memory of me so I just left, the time I accidentally became God-emperor of Chick-fil-a, and one very awkward unintentional date with Iggwilv the Witch Queen…”
Vittorsi nods and chuckles "Oh dear... You've done quite a lot."
“I could keep going. But at least Fauin has been doing well in his new job. And even if Tevelin and Krogar have been sent to the other timeline, it was still an excellent few weeks.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“First off, that’s very rude of you, second, no I’m not going to help you! You’re a creepy mushroom loser!”
"If you don't [gp]ing stop calling me a loser, I will turn every little part of your pathetic mortal body inside out, and trap you in a state of eternal suffering. I don't mean to be rude, I am simply being honest. Your willpower is strong enough that trying to take over your physical form would be super [gp]ing annoying."
"But also, go [gp] yourself, [gp]."
*wow*
Nai has no response.
"See ya never, [gp]-o!"
The strange... thing? jumps down and vanishes.
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Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
“To be more specific-“ he takes out a golden teardrop-shaped gemstone on a piece of blue thread. “-this. The Bijoux is an ancient item that can be used to detect powerful creatures of specific varieties, and can even be used to guide interplanar travel.”
"Thats what I was looking for.." he nods, appeased "I had a feeling it was an item of sorts."
“I use it to track evil creatures and destroy them. Though I only managed to destroy a few true threats. The rest of the time was mostly me getting cloned, my friends getting killed, me making new friends who would die later, me resurrecting said friends and them having no memory of me so I just left, the time I accidentally became God-emperor of Chick-fil-a, and one very awkward unintentional date with Iggwilv the Witch Queen…”
Vittorsi nods and chuckles "Oh dear... You've done quite a lot."
“I could keep going. But at least Fauin has been doing well in his new job. And even if Tevelin and Krogar have been sent to the other timeline, it was still an excellent few weeks.”
“First off, that’s very rude of you, second, no I’m not going to help you! You’re a creepy mushroom loser!”
"If you don't [gp]ing stop calling me a loser, I will turn every little part of your pathetic mortal body inside out, and trap you in a state of eternal suffering. I don't mean to be rude, I am simply being honest. Your willpower is strong enough that trying to take over your physical form would be super [gp]ing annoying."
"But also, go [gp] yourself, [gp]."
*wow*
Nai has no response.
"See ya never, [gp]-o!"
The strange... thing? jumps down and vanishes.
“What a jerk.” Nai descends from the roof and returns to her corkboard.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"True, but the war is over now. Well, on the material plane, at least. I'm just glad I don't have to fight anymore."
"Fighting leads to nothing except people hurting one another... I understand there are other views to it but I see it as harming rather than helping." He explained and sighed.
"I can't really argue with that assessment. But... please don't tell anyone that I was nice to you. I'm supposed to be a big, scary monster man that no one wants to mess with."
"True, but the war is over now. Well, on the material plane, at least. I'm just glad I don't have to fight anymore."
"Fighting leads to nothing except people hurting one another... I understand there are other views to it but I see it as harming rather than helping." He explained and sighed.
"I can't really argue with that assessment. But... please don't tell anyone that I was nice to you. I'm supposed to be a big, scary monster man that no one wants to mess with."
He smiles and places a dirt-crusted, aged finger on his lips. "Your secret is safe with me"
“To be more specific-“ he takes out a golden teardrop-shaped gemstone on a piece of blue thread. “-this. The Bijoux is an ancient item that can be used to detect powerful creatures of specific varieties, and can even be used to guide interplanar travel.”
"Thats what I was looking for.." he nods, appeased "I had a feeling it was an item of sorts."
“I use it to track evil creatures and destroy them. Though I only managed to destroy a few true threats. The rest of the time was mostly me getting cloned, my friends getting killed, me making new friends who would die later, me resurrecting said friends and them having no memory of me so I just left, the time I accidentally became God-emperor of Chick-fil-a, and one very awkward unintentional date with Iggwilv the Witch Queen…”
Vittorsi nods and chuckles "Oh dear... You've done quite a lot."
“I could keep going. But at least Fauin has been doing well in his new job. And even if Tevelin and Krogar have been sent to the other timeline, it was still an excellent few weeks.”
"Thats good to hear at least." He smiles warmly.
“Aye.” Soon they reach the inn. “Well, here we are. If you need anything, I will probably be within a few meters of you anyway.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"True, but the war is over now. Well, on the material plane, at least. I'm just glad I don't have to fight anymore."
"Fighting leads to nothing except people hurting one another... I understand there are other views to it but I see it as harming rather than helping." He explained and sighed.
"I can't really argue with that assessment. But... please don't tell anyone that I was nice to you. I'm supposed to be a big, scary monster man that no one wants to mess with."
He smiles and places a dirt-crusted, aged finger on his lips. "Your secret is safe with me"
"Thank you, Virtue. That means a lot." He offers Vittorsi a small paper bag filled with what smells like cinnamon. "I had some of these on hand, and I thought you might like them, as a sort of 'welcome back' present."
*AHHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAH. This character is actually based around the song 'Welcome to the Internet' by Bo Burnham*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Thats what I was looking for.." he nods, appeased "I had a feeling it was an item of sorts."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*dear lord. I’m fearful but euphoric.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*
And maybe stanley parable.ANYWAYS HERE IT IS*A television set of sorts seems to appear from out of nowhere, sitting on the ground with a white buzzing static screen filling the glass. A remote sits not too far away, lying in the grass.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“I use it to track evil creatures and destroy them. Though I only managed to destroy a few true threats. The rest of the time was mostly me getting cloned, my friends getting killed, me making new friends who would die later, me resurrecting said friends and them having no memory of me so I just left, the time I accidentally became God-emperor of Chick-fil-a, and one very awkward unintentional date with Iggwilv the Witch Queen…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Vittorsi nods and chuckles "Oh dear... You've done quite a lot."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"True, but the war is over now. Well, on the material plane, at least. I'm just glad I don't have to fight anymore."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Fighting leads to nothing except people hurting one another... I understand there are other views to it but I see it as harming rather than helping." He explained and sighed.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“I could keep going. But at least Fauin has been doing well in his new job. And even if Tevelin and Krogar have been sent to the other timeline, it was still an excellent few weeks.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"See ya never, [gp]-o!"
The strange... thing? jumps down and vanishes.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
"Thats good to hear at least." He smiles warmly.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“What a jerk.” Nai descends from the roof and returns to her corkboard.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I can't really argue with that assessment. But... please don't tell anyone that I was nice to you. I'm supposed to be a big, scary monster man that no one wants to mess with."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He smiles and places a dirt-crusted, aged finger on his lips. "Your secret is safe with me"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“Aye.” Soon they reach the inn. “Well, here we are. If you need anything, I will probably be within a few meters of you anyway.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The strange figure (AKA The Mushroom Man) is in the Inn, interviewing random patrons of the tavern.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
"Thank you, Virtue. That means a lot." He offers Vittorsi a small paper bag filled with what smells like cinnamon. "I had some of these on hand, and I thought you might like them, as a sort of 'welcome back' present."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Pch’Ptah is avoiding it.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(hello)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*yo*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.