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Thoughts Who Haunt The NightWho are these thoughts
that haunt me at night,
using sickly sweet words
to preach the nihilistic gospel
of steel meeting flesh?
Are they constructs
manufactured by the artificial moods
that claimed many a life
of the past masters?
Or is it really me
tired of an existence mired in disappointment
a once bright star dimmed
now nothing more than a celestial afterthought?
No Title: Chapter OnePhaerûn gazed out the window of his quarters, out at the dark horizon, the sun not even in the sky yet. All he could see was darkness in the distance, save the occasional star in the sky, torch in the town and large conglomeration of light that marked the Black 300 in the distance. The Black 300 were a large mercenary group-a virtual army-that had been called in to aid in the city against the large orc army that had literally fought its way to the gates of the castle itself.
Phaerûn himself had come to his citys aid when the Orc hoards had come to siege Castle Blaze. He was no warrior, but he had other talents. Although he was not as powerful as Harmon, his superior, he did have some talent with magic. And, something was better than nothing. And, at worst, he was another body, another soldier, another conduit to cause damage to the Orc armies.
Phaerûn had helped protect the castle proper. Castle Blaze was the name of the entire town, but there were three distinct s
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