

Nameless' HistoryRain fell, drops clinging to wilted leaves. Petals from trampled flowers float, Circling in curiousity, in ferocity. Vines claimed this ground centuries ago, Tripping those amongst dead limbs, Hiding in the darkened ground, by shadows cast. Forest feels no worry, fire dare not visit. Loneliness suffocates these empty woods, Vacated by dryads long past. Death better then fearful wrath. Rumors ran, tales told, stories sold. History long since forgotten.Nameless' History
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Claim me,
Mind and Soul.
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Claim me,
Mind and Soul.
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Claim me,
Mind and Soul.
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Claim me,
Mind and Soul.
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