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Hail Brigid!
I offer this, my life.
As a sacrifice.
To the restless dead.
To the hungry ghosts.
And all lines that end.
The fury of the tornado is fierce.
And, we have such little time.
Let me defy the fates.
May the Gods accept my offering.
Of blood.
As,
The shedding of blood.
Is sacred.
As a sacrifice.
To the restless dead.
To the hungry ghosts.
And all lines that end.
The fury of the tornado is fierce.
And, we have such little time.
Let me defy the fates.
May the Gods accept my offering.
Of blood.
As,
The shedding of blood.
Is sacred.
Published 16th Feb 2025
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16th Feb 2025 2:11am
Dark, dramatic, and intense. It's got that ritualistic, sacrificial feel, and the short lines really amp up the sense of urgency and danger.
