See the hand that nursed the serpent. The fine hasped pipes of her fingerbones. The skin bewenned and speckled. The veins are milkblue and bulby. A thin gold ring set with diamonds. That raised the once child's heart of her to agonies of passion before I was. Here is the anguish of mortality. Hopes wrecked, love sundered. See the mother sorrowing. How everything that I was warned of's come to pass.
See the hand that nursed the ...
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The wind sounded of Mother Earth's forsaken and abandoned cries.
How does a man decide in what order to abandon his life?
It was always himself that the coward abandoned first. After this all other betrayals came easily.
Long before morning I knew that what I was seeking to discover was a thing I'd always known. That all courage was a form of constancy. That it is always himself that the coward abandoned first. After this all other betrayals come easily.
By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.