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Ellen Whitebraid
Below this ground
is endless sea,
above us,
endless sky.
But now the veil
is wearing thin
and from the dark
she’ll rise.
Old arcane
that’s left to rot
and Hackjaw’s
near demise,
now,
at last,
she’s coming...
is endless sea,
above us,
endless sky.
But now the veil
is wearing thin
and from the dark
she’ll rise.
Old arcane
that’s left to rot
and Hackjaw’s
near demise,
now,
at last,
she’s coming...
