| In the distance, in the night, shadows engage the light.
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| Winds waft their spirits vibrancy.
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| Lay down and cloth the world into eternal glory of darkness.
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| Saldorian Spell — Long live the silence,
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| Lasting reign of night — Saldorian Spell
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| Saldorian Spell
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| Saldorian Spell — Long live the silence,
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| Lasting reign of night — Saldorian Spell
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| Whilst the wilderness narrowly encloses all silently, distrustfully, infinitely.
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| Poising in stillness… with times pulsating flow, indefinitely afar,
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| yet so close, the circle of gathering is here.
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| The circle of gathering is here.
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| Whilst sprouting roots entangle the steles, inquisitive, convex, bursting.
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| The fundament uniting… with inflamed stars, so strident, yet so clandestine,
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| within the eternal womb of obscurity. |