*has anyone created werewolves yet? Because if not…*
*I recall Jobah saying they might have considered it since one of the Wills they wants to introduce will be a Will of night and the moon. But no, no one has done so yet.*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
*has anyone created werewolves yet? Because if not…*
*I recall Jobah saying they might have considered it since one of the Wills they wants to introduce will be a Will of night and the moon. But no, no one has done so yet.*
*has anyone created werewolves yet? Because if not…*
*I recall Jobah saying they might have considered it since one of the Wills they wants to introduce will be a Will of night and the moon. But no, no one has done so yet.*
*hehe*
*Can't wait to see what you came up with.*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The Fathomless has instructed his followers to create a Nexus in HC's city. TF himself is on the outskirts of said city.
Kagorax is making the finishing touches on his grand army. And is also making sure that none of them have any concept of any gods other than him, Balatro, and Faltros. He still doesn't trust the Frenzy.
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
The crown of slaughter’s conscience is drifting throughout the world, taking the shape of a giant red eye covered in gnarled thorns, invisible to mortals and barely visible to other wills.
Crows have begun to make their way to the forests of the world, arriving in small numbers and starting to make nests. The just newly created forest in the north, the outskirts of the swirling forest, and even the lush groves growing by the river Herionidus.
Arsendir is on the wall surrounding the city of order, adding the finishing touches to his new creature.
The elemental quartet are still with the rats at the entrance.
Visk’s forest has now reached 50 miles around, and continues to grow, and several of the trees at it’s center having reached nearly 1,000 feet tall. These are the mother trees, teeming with arcane and primal energies with roots that stretch all across the forest underneath like a vast network. Theses roots have been infused with a elegant lattice of mycelium networks made up of various fungal species that act to ensure that the entire forest is connected and can be nurtured and protected. Visk also creates fungal creatures, the Myconids, to maintain this network. These Myconids are very hardy and resistant to extreme elemental energies like fire and, cold, and lightning. There are also elemental resilient Fungal Servants, huge fungal golem-like creatures that protect the large fungal nodes in this lattice work.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
"Then I think we can settle on an arrangement. My only concern would be making sure your troop doesn't accidently come to blow with some of Volumdremaak's more...frightful looking subjects. They would not harm you, as they prefer the peace that their Mistress's realm brings, but I am aware that the undead outside of her following are dangerous..."
“As long as they don’t hurt anybody, that won’t be a problem.” His tone hardens “But if they lay a finger on my crew, I’ll tear them to pieces with my bare hands.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
The Fathomless has instructed his followers to create a Nexus in HC's city. TF himself is on the outskirts of said city.
Kagorax is making the finishing touches on his grand army. And is also making sure that none of them have any concept of any gods other than him, Balatro, and Faltros. He still doesn't trust the Frenzy.
*andaboop*
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
The Fathomless has instructed his followers to create a Nexus in HC's city. TF himself is on the outskirts of said city.
Kagorax is making the finishing touches on his grand army. And is also making sure that none of them have any concept of any gods other than him, Balatro, and Faltros. He still doesn't trust the Frenzy.
*andaboop*
A Burning Bronze Bird watches The Fathomless
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
The Fathomless has instructed his followers to create a Nexus in HC's city. TF himself is on the outskirts of said city.
Kagorax is making the finishing touches on his grand army. And is also making sure that none of them have any concept of any gods other than him, Balatro, and Faltros. He still doesn't trust the Frenzy.
*andaboop*
A Burning Bronze Bird watches The Fathomless
*Hopefully you're still here*
TF watches the bird.
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
The Fathomless has instructed his followers to create a Nexus in HC's city. TF himself is on the outskirts of said city.
Kagorax is making the finishing touches on his grand army. And is also making sure that none of them have any concept of any gods other than him, Balatro, and Faltros. He still doesn't trust the Frenzy.
*andaboop*
A Burning Bronze Bird watches The Fathomless
*Hopefully you're still here*
TF watches the bird.
It flies in a circle, observing
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Then I think we can settle on an arrangement. My only concern would be making sure your troop doesn't accidently come to blow with some of Volumdremaak's more...frightful looking subjects. They would not harm you, as they prefer the peace that their Mistress's realm brings, but I am aware that the undead outside of her following are dangerous..."
“As long as they don’t hurt anybody, that won’t be a problem.” His tone hardens “But if they lay a finger on my crew, I’ll tear them to pieces with my bare hands.”
“That’s acceptable, I will ensure that the message is passed along.”
Alabastor, who has been silently listening and observing the two wills speak, seems to get momentarily distracted as if something has caught his attention, before looking back at Mephilia. “My Lady, Volumdremaak’s champion has just informed me that she has returned from her soul collecting.”
”Excellent, have her champion notify her that I am in need of her presence her in my Temple. Tell her we have a guest.”
”Right away!” He says as he casts sending to relay the message back.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The Fathomless has instructed his followers to create a Nexus in HC's city. TF himself is on the outskirts of said city.
Kagorax is making the finishing touches on his grand army. And is also making sure that none of them have any concept of any gods other than him, Balatro, and Faltros. He still doesn't trust the Frenzy.
*andaboop*
A Burning Bronze Bird watches The Fathomless
*Hopefully you're still here*
TF watches the bird.
It flies in a circle, observing
A number of hooded cultists move in and out of the city, bringing materials for some sort of temple in the middle. The fathomless continues to observe the bird, his gaze scrying the animal's mind.
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
The Fathomless has instructed his followers to create a Nexus in HC's city. TF himself is on the outskirts of said city.
Kagorax is making the finishing touches on his grand army. And is also making sure that none of them have any concept of any gods other than him, Balatro, and Faltros. He still doesn't trust the Frenzy.
*andaboop*
A Burning Bronze Bird watches The Fathomless
*Hopefully you're still here*
TF watches the bird.
It flies in a circle, observing
A number of hooded cultists move in and out of the city, bringing materials for some sort of temple in the middle. The fathomless continues to observe the bird, his gaze scrying the animal's mind.
He sees something odd. A combination of something and nothing. It has thoughts, yet it doesn’t. It’s alive, yet it isn’t. The fraction of its thought process that he can see is unlike anything he’s seen before. Unnatural and confusing
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
The Fathomless has instructed his followers to create a Nexus in HC's city. TF himself is on the outskirts of said city.
Kagorax is making the finishing touches on his grand army. And is also making sure that none of them have any concept of any gods other than him, Balatro, and Faltros. He still doesn't trust the Frenzy.
*andaboop*
A Burning Bronze Bird watches The Fathomless
*Hopefully you're still here*
TF watches the bird.
It flies in a circle, observing
A number of hooded cultists move in and out of the city, bringing materials for some sort of temple in the middle. The fathomless continues to observe the bird, his gaze scrying the animal's mind.
He sees something odd. A combination of something and nothing. It has thoughts, yet it doesn’t. It’s alive, yet it isn’t. The fraction of its thought process that he can see is unlike anything he’s seen before. Unnatural and confusing
"เภՇєгєรՇเภﻮ..." He mutters. "ȶɦɨֆ ɨֆ ʊռʟɨӄɛ ǟռʏȶɦɨռɢ ɨ'ʋɛ ֆɛɛռ ɮɛʄօʀɛ..."
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
The Fathomless has instructed his followers to create a Nexus in HC's city. TF himself is on the outskirts of said city.
Kagorax is making the finishing touches on his grand army. And is also making sure that none of them have any concept of any gods other than him, Balatro, and Faltros. He still doesn't trust the Frenzy.
*andaboop*
A Burning Bronze Bird watches The Fathomless
*Hopefully you're still here*
TF watches the bird.
It flies in a circle, observing
A number of hooded cultists move in and out of the city, bringing materials for some sort of temple in the middle. The fathomless continues to observe the bird, his gaze scrying the animal's mind.
He sees something odd. A combination of something and nothing. It has thoughts, yet it doesn’t. It’s alive, yet it isn’t. The fraction of its thought process that he can see is unlike anything he’s seen before. Unnatural and confusing
"เภՇєгєรՇเภﻮ..." He mutters. "ȶɦɨֆ ɨֆ ʊռʟɨӄɛ ǟռʏȶɦɨռɢ ɨ'ʋɛ ֆɛɛռ ɮɛʄօʀɛ..."
The bird hovers in the air, it’s burning eyes starring directly at TF
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Then I think we can settle on an arrangement. My only concern would be making sure your troop doesn't accidently come to blow with some of Volumdremaak's more...frightful looking subjects. They would not harm you, as they prefer the peace that their Mistress's realm brings, but I am aware that the undead outside of her following are dangerous..."
“As long as they don’t hurt anybody, that won’t be a problem.” His tone hardens “But if they lay a finger on my crew, I’ll tear them to pieces with my bare hands.”
“That’s acceptable, I will ensure that the message is passed along.”
Alabastor, who has been silently listening and observing the two wills speak, seems to get momentarily distracted as if something has caught his attention, before looking back at Mephilia. “My Lady, Volumdremaak’s champion has just informed me that she has returned from her soul collecting.”
”Excellent, have her champion notify her that I am in need of her presence her in my Temple. Tell her we have a guest.”
”Right away!” He says as he casts sending to relay the message back.
After about an hour, SIN would notice that the sky outside has grown darker, like dusk is approaching even though it is the middle of the day. After a few moment, a shadowing do seeps into the temple entrance, spreading out and gliding through the hall to the main chamber. Thousands of violet draconic eyes can be seen within the mass. A voice whispers out.
”You must be this guest that dear Mephilia speaks of”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
All of the clones as well as the real Happy Chaos himself are in the city of peace working. The walls of the city are here and the people inside are well fed and safe.
a giant clockwork arthrpod walks up to the city
One of the clones stands on the city walls “Stay away from the city please. We wouldn’t like destruction.”
tempors voice booms from its head "i just want to look"
All of the clones as well as the real Happy Chaos himself are in the city of peace working. The walls of the city are here and the people inside are well fed and safe.
a giant clockwork arthrpod walks up to the city
One of the clones stands on the city walls “Stay away from the city please. We wouldn’t like destruction.”
tempors voice booms from its head "i just want to look"
The clone holds its hands up “It’s not finished yet, I want it to be a surprise.”
"Then I think we can settle on an arrangement. My only concern would be making sure your troop doesn't accidently come to blow with some of Volumdremaak's more...frightful looking subjects. They would not harm you, as they prefer the peace that their Mistress's realm brings, but I am aware that the undead outside of her following are dangerous..."
“As long as they don’t hurt anybody, that won’t be a problem.” His tone hardens “But if they lay a finger on my crew, I’ll tear them to pieces with my bare hands.”
“That’s acceptable, I will ensure that the message is passed along.”
Alabastor, who has been silently listening and observing the two wills speak, seems to get momentarily distracted as if something has caught his attention, before looking back at Mephilia. “My Lady, Volumdremaak’s champion has just informed me that she has returned from her soul collecting.”
”Excellent, have her champion notify her that I am in need of her presence her in my Temple. Tell her we have a guest.”
”Right away!” He says as he casts sending to relay the message back.
After about an hour, SIN would notice that the sky outside has grown darker, like dusk is approaching even though it is the middle of the day. After a few moment, a shadowing do seeps into the temple entrance, spreading out and gliding through the hall to the main chamber. Thousands of violet draconic eyes can be seen within the mass. A voice whispers out.
”You must be this guest that dear Mephilia speaks of”
“Yep! I’m SIN!”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
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*I recall Jobah saying they might have considered it since one of the Wills they wants to introduce will be a Will of night and the moon. But no, no one has done so yet.*
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
*hehe*
*Can't wait to see what you came up with.*
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
The Fathomless has instructed his followers to create a Nexus in HC's city. TF himself is on the outskirts of said city.
Kagorax is making the finishing touches on his grand army. And is also making sure that none of them have any concept of any gods other than him, Balatro, and Faltros. He still doesn't trust the Frenzy.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
The crown of slaughter’s conscience is drifting throughout the world, taking the shape of a giant red eye covered in gnarled thorns, invisible to mortals and barely visible to other wills.
Crows have begun to make their way to the forests of the world, arriving in small numbers and starting to make nests. The just newly created forest in the north, the outskirts of the swirling forest, and even the lush groves growing by the river Herionidus.
Arsendir is on the wall surrounding the city of order, adding the finishing touches to his new creature.
The elemental quartet are still with the rats at the entrance.
Visk’s forest has now reached 50 miles around, and continues to grow, and several of the trees at it’s center having reached nearly 1,000 feet tall. These are the mother trees, teeming with arcane and primal energies with roots that stretch all across the forest underneath like a vast network. Theses roots have been infused with a elegant lattice of mycelium networks made up of various fungal species that act to ensure that the entire forest is connected and can be nurtured and protected. Visk also creates fungal creatures, the Myconids, to maintain this network. These Myconids are very hardy and resistant to extreme elemental energies like fire and, cold, and lightning. There are also elemental resilient Fungal Servants, huge fungal golem-like creatures that protect the large fungal nodes in this lattice work.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“As long as they don’t hurt anybody, that won’t be a problem.” His tone hardens “But if they lay a finger on my crew, I’ll tear them to pieces with my bare hands.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
*andaboop*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
A Burning Bronze Bird watches The Fathomless
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
*Hopefully you're still here*
TF watches the bird.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
It flies in a circle, observing
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
“That’s acceptable, I will ensure that the message is passed along.”
Alabastor, who has been silently listening and observing the two wills speak, seems to get momentarily distracted as if something has caught his attention, before looking back at Mephilia. “My Lady, Volumdremaak’s champion has just informed me that she has returned from her soul collecting.”
”Excellent, have her champion notify her that I am in need of her presence her in my Temple. Tell her we have a guest.”
”Right away!” He says as he casts sending to relay the message back.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
A number of hooded cultists move in and out of the city, bringing materials for some sort of temple in the middle. The fathomless continues to observe the bird, his gaze scrying the animal's mind.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
He sees something odd. A combination of something and nothing. It has thoughts, yet it doesn’t. It’s alive, yet it isn’t. The fraction of its thought process that he can see is unlike anything he’s seen before. Unnatural and confusing
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
"เภՇєгєรՇเภﻮ..." He mutters. "ȶɦɨֆ ɨֆ ʊռʟɨӄɛ ǟռʏȶɦɨռɢ ɨ'ʋɛ ֆɛɛռ ɮɛʄօʀɛ..."
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
The bird hovers in the air, it’s burning eyes starring directly at TF
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
After about an hour, SIN would notice that the sky outside has grown darker, like dusk is approaching even though it is the middle of the day. After a few moment, a shadowing do seeps into the temple entrance, spreading out and gliding through the hall to the main chamber. Thousands of violet draconic eyes can be seen within the mass. A voice whispers out.
”You must be this guest that dear Mephilia speaks of”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
tempors voice booms from its head "i just want to look"
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
The clone holds its hands up “It’s not finished yet, I want it to be a surprise.”
“Yep! I’m SIN!”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow