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And so here we are     Just outside the Fastern Tavern the rain was starting to pour.  Luckily, however, the last three of those remaining outside managed to squeeze inside just prior to the first avalanching wave of rain.  The tavern was not a big one, but rather a cozy place one often found to stay the night after a long days journey.  Many times people would go there just to get a bite to eat or drink.  There was a big hearth which eight tables hovered around like bees around a honeycomb.  There was a bar to order mead and bread at or one could wait for a barmaid to come and ask what And so here we are
by ~Araym
Hilly Nights as the Owl CallsThe crickets chirp as darkness falls,  As we hear the deadly night owl's call.   
The mice quickly scatter to their nest,  Hoping they're doing what's best.  Never able to stop and think about that deadly poison stink.   
The Viper strikes and kills its prey, with the poison from the other day.  The mice don't move or dare to think,  With death boiling at their feet.   
Only when the touch is felt,  Do they bolt like all the rest.  But by then death is too near,  And the crafty Viper strikes once again.   
Seeing once more what it knows,  That another day mus Hilly Nights as the Owl Calls
by ~Araym
Undying Love of a Broken HeartMy chest burns like acid,  Slowly eating its way through my heat.  The puncture of billions of tiny needles,  As oily blood spilling forth, quickly catching flame.   
The gases that are generated are not ever seen  As the blood deftly turns back into my dreams.  For it is not really as it seems,  As the pain is all that can be.   
You caused the pain  And now you see the power you hold over me.  But was it truly worth it when you chose to hurt me?   
What could have made you so mad  That you would rip the life from me?  Did I truly do anything bad, or was it you w Undying Love of a Broken Heart
by ~Araym
Til the ENDTil the end of the day we all work hard,  We work until our backs are raw,  We never give up or see the end  Until the daylight begins to end.   
We take our time and wander home,  To where even more work seems to roam.  We do what we can, til we see the end,  And huddle in our beds once again.   
Many huddle and seek an end,  Some more deftly than I am,  For we all want that blissful end,  But can one know when it truly begins?   
We do the work and go to bed,  Finding that peaceful end,  Or is it but a glimpse of what will be,  For once I am gone and y Til the END
by ~Araym
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