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Death sailed these waters black, ahead the sombre troops of creeping doom, with plagues poised to attack and trailing fetid, morbid stench of tombs. Dark omens in the fog – a cuckoo's voice cut violently short... The scythe of vengeance struck; deep sl...

Entrapped, in freezing mire here I've stood, surrounded by dwarf birches, hoary reeds... Now, facing down the pale and gibbous Moon I'm sinking, stiff with cold and in too deep. Cruel frost splits tree-trunks. Wolven howls are carried by cold air from...

The venom of thought is sharper than swords, one word may well destinies mould. One glance or a purposeful frown may suffice for the terminal act to unfold. The vile ones consider you overly vile, the worthless have doubt in your worth. The people entra...

I came to rest beside a placid lake. I'd run all night, and then I had to stop. At daybreak, when my strength had given out, awearily down to my knees I sank. Fear crippled me and darkness I foresaw, Yet faint I was, too powerless to rise. Alas, sick fa...

One took an axe and headed into the woods. His hand it slipped, the blade his leg did strike. The backbone snapped beneath a falling tree. It was but moss that heard his final sigh. The other took a boat and went to fish, but, tangled in the net, fell ov...

Soundless, all quiet they came, faster than lightning strikes, racing northwards like a plague, straight from the deeps to the skies, straight through the rock and the dirt, through the forces of life and of death, straight through the first cries of new...