To love them, I went to seek my heart
In lands far, far away
In the vortices of time
Under stranger skies.
I tempted it with magic,
Tried to move it with the power of my mind
Subdue it with force and my iron sword
But my heart would not be moved.
I fear, it said.
I fear the knife
I fear the fire
I fear the crushing weight of you.
I returned hollow.
To love them,
I drank my fill of the warmth of their blood
And hid us all from the sun.
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