Off with their heads!

"Down the Ashen Stairway,

'Cross the Sour Glen.

We daren't go a wander,

For fear of the Headsmen."

-Ancient Norscan Rhyme

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See more here:

Bearing the Dead

And I shall bear them,

Unto the day Azyr' halls draw near.

So that they may be reforged anew,

My Brothers few.

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Marble, made Man

"Unto ash I return thee"

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Wings

"Thorns and...s...stings 

And those such...things,

Just make stronger

Our divine...w...wings!"

-Karl Gehrmann

Former Patient of the Order of Shallya, Altdorf

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More here:

A Fly on My Desk - WIP

             

"Buzzing. Incessant Buzzing.

Why won't it stop. Make it stop!

I close my eyes and it is all I hear.

I can not stop it!

Make it stop!

Why won't it stop!"

- Karl Gehrmann, 

Former Patient of the Order of Shallya, Altdorf 

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You can see this and more awesome chaotik goodness over at "New Realms of Chaos"! 

A Multi-Contribution Blog I am now a member of!

-JL

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The New Realms of Chaos

Chaos isn't a gaping pit waiting to swallow us all. 

Chaos is a ladder. 

Many who try to climb it fail and never get to try again. 

The fall breaks them.

 Some are given the chance to climb, but they refuse. 

They cling to the Realm. 

Or Gods. 

Or Love. 

Illusions! 

Only the ladder is real! 

The climb is all there is!

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