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realityshifted2008-07-07 07:06 pm
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[Cy is in Ammy's forest. And by 'in' I mean way the hell up in a tree, poised over the stream. And yes, she's still on a poetry kick.]
...but even on that last day, when the light of life departs,
the wretches are not completely purged of all the taints,
nor are they wholly freed of all the body's plagues.
Down deep they harden fast—they must, so long engrained
in the flesh—in strange, uncanny ways. And so the souls
are drilled in punishments, they must pay for their old offenses...
[She looks very unhappy about something, and paces back and forth on the branch while she recites.]
...but even on that last day, when the light of life departs,
the wretches are not completely purged of all the taints,
nor are they wholly freed of all the body's plagues.
Down deep they harden fast—they must, so long engrained
in the flesh—in strange, uncanny ways. And so the souls
are drilled in punishments, they must pay for their old offenses...
[She looks very unhappy about something, and paces back and forth on the branch while she recites.]
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