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Of Some Descent

To given now a secret lore, of pagan rites, and glories untold. To be given now a pendant, keyed in a box and wrapped tightly before the Mast. To slay woman and men alike, and give their blood to the most High. To receive and give as their pleasure; to most their leisure, such is the Fate of the Gods. So we say now, in humble prayer, that sire, that boy, that brought us the message, and left us all a quiver. To Him and Hymn we now sing and beat our drums. To bards yet born and of mystic Dragons that wait and wallow, and are pensive of their next flight
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