KWK 191
“In the Mirrored Hall waited the masked man, wearing a friendly face.
It was a long night of grinning teeth, and empty smiles,
but now at last the moon revealed itself from its hidden place.
Confidently asking for one last dance,
she offered a bloody hand not yet torn,
in turn rewarded by two gloved hands.
One gripped death concealed and in the open palm of the other;
Doom.”
-“March of the Black Witch part IV” Lyran dif Accord, Demimonde of fallen Tunnelon.
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