In the shadows where secrets are woven,
   there lurks with a purpose for the big day.
( Deadly Surveillance, The Nexthor Benjamino.)

Beneath the cold moon's eyes, the vigilance of a shadow moved deadly in the alley where the silent murmurs died. There waited a figure enfold in dim joy, a sword hidden in a velvet sheathed hand and with deft precision they find serendipity destined for @TheCartledge @TheWalst @Inverleith @ElRoyaIe In the serene afterward, like fate sealed in the thick veil of midnight and in sympathetic silence they attach a sacredness to them in a dignified celebration. But after this, they bind the destiny that holds the most fatal vigor who are not only sown by darkness but they can still extend a virtue. which is aimed at their flock, their sincerity is like a sharp and pointed sword and they always reserve this virtue for people with whom they have great relationships.
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