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Blue as night, the ravenstag was flying As you plucked the hyde, the beast stood crying Was it ever not enough to torment enough, Cried out the blood in the veins Of the ravenstag who told me your name I’ve started dreaming the most peculiar picture...

Please come in. I won’t bite, Simply whet my appetite With whatever foods you may bring From the dark winter garden of night. What’s that smell? Is it fever? Spreading deeper? butter-hot, red as The flame-drips that bred the black Sin in the...