Darkened waters, lying before me, many secrets, that we cant see, a strange
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ferry, guided by a corpse, takes me to an island where I must- Survive!
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I cannot see, for the mist is too thick, the ferryman's face, rotting making
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me sick. As we enter the island, through a rocky cove, I can hear the
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screams of a thousand lost souls, they don't know where they are.
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Suddenly we stop at a wharf, made of bones and pieces of quartz, the corpse
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points to a distant light. I see fire so I head up the rise, the hill before
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me is so steep.
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I'm glad I've got claws on my feet, the path ahead is getting wide. I see a
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tunnel in the mountainside- I can hear them breathing as I'm pulling tighter
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on the chains that are wrapped around their necks, drawing them closer to
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the opening of the cave.
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They don't know the horror that awaits them. I hope that they don't die,
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before they reach the hole, by now- they know- that something is going
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wrong. I can feel my own heart beating faster as we get nearer to my home.
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The joys we're going to have with these mortals whose live's I've stolen. We
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enter into the murky depths, it's dim inside. I see- them there- the winged
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ones whose home I share.
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The twelve demons of darkness are staring at me. I am thirteen of an insane
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family, they laugh as they see the treasure I've brought. I have brought
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them one each.
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We lead them further inside, the time for pleasure has arrived. We take them
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to the torturing place, once they're inside we uncover their face, most of
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them nearly die at the sight of us.
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They were all pretty asleep when I took them from their homes, bagged them
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up and took them straight to the boat, we will use every piece of them with
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the greatest care.
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Their bodies will forever dwell inside our lair.
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The Isle Of Disenchantment
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Psycroptic |