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As we diminish into momentums when abyss pulls us down, yet steadfastness resides in heart, casting a harmonious light to keep us in equilibrium. Though shattered time and again, venomous creeps from one root to-another, spilling blood of mourning that had previously arctic and heartless. Banishment, becoming a symbol that leads us to well-being, dismantles the heavens crammed with hatred, making us paramount. Nonetheless, for those whom clutched Ballad, fingers chock-full with euphonious strings, discord has evanesced, and now they are longing and congenial to promenade together. “To the one who takes life…”

ONCE FONDLE A BLINDING INCANDESCENT.
Lethal-Oath, Chivalrous.