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The rider drew closer to my murky domain And as I peered, I saw his bold determinationNo matter for his folly, thought I: Soon his blood would run cold, and madness would strikeAs I brooded upon this, he came nearer The veil thickening around his stallionI waited for him, the darkness wrapped around me like a cloak I felt all things in the shifting mist, and I perceived allNow the time was ripe; Without warning, I swiftly launched myself upon himI smote him right on his soul And trickled into his horse'sAs comprehension struck him His horse reared, blood red terror in its eyesMy vicelike grip constricted, and though he struggled He could n...