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"Page and Monarch forth they went, Forth they went together, Through the rude wind's wild lament, and the bitter weather" — Good King Wenceslas
by George Sheridan Knowles
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(WARNING! This comic will have spoilers!)
Author's Note: I have plans tomorrow. sooooooooooooo I decided to post this early!! have fun!! :D I have waited for so long for this moment xD lol
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Bring me to life -
Under the dark blanket of night, a man prepares to commit his crime. He isn't looking for jewels or valuable belongings, this man, whose shadow almost disappears into the mist of the terrifying night, is looking for a soul. Not just any soul, but that of a noble spirit unable to rest, for between him and his undeniable death there is a constant agony that will not allow him to rest for all the eternity that surrounds him. The ghost of a cowboy long forgotten between the land of the living and the world of the dead, and yet the tortures that prowl his mind like a worm devouring his brain are nothing more than the constant reminder that his soul will never have any rest for his sins committed and his failure to protect those who should be protected, such as allowing his brother to be murdered right before his eyes.
The ghost of the cowboy, calloused and bereft of his senses, asks himself and the wind, the only one that accompanies him in his dreaded solitude, if this is the punishment he deserves, and in the background, he can hear the wind whispering "yes, you deserve" in the deep of his mind.
In his tatters, he can't even feel the physical pain of loss, only the agony that runs through his translucent soul, leaving a hole in his intangible chest.
The awakening is near, he feels it, he feels the wind on his cold, pale skin for the first time in a long time. He feels someone's presence, he feels the whining and blasphemy that sully his ancient tomb.
The air changes.
He is free once again.
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A heartwarming visit from her lovely mother, serving as a gentle reminder of an inevitable future.
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samplerman · 5 months
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14.Pan.Leg.
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herpsandbirds · 2 months
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What butterfly is this?
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Hello, yes. This is a...
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Rusty-tipped Page (Siproeta epaphus), family Nymphalidae, found in Southern TX, SE Arizona, Mexico, Central America, and northern and western South America
photograph by ichman
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King of Shades - 63
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he felt so proud of himself he had to brag to someone
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Prologue pages 3-5
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28. Gutenberg discontinuity
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~I found more!~
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