The fire within has abated, Reduced to naught but a mere cinder. One might say it was fated. That the night would conceal the tinder.
And in the cold gales and rain, Beating down upon me Like a beast awaiting to be slain. My fear bursts free.
No more the proud lad, Walking the Earth's plains with impunity. No more upon the sun soaked fields to tread. A lost mind, submitted to the void of infinity.
In my reduced state, I wandered the boundaries of my dreams. Testing old theories I used to prate, And finding gaps in the seams.
All the while, Finding myself less a man than before. Diminished in soul and body, unfit for trial Fading into the thin lines of lore.
Lost to my world.
Romulus Demonicus
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