| He pressed forth, but on the third dawn of winter, desire ravaged as he
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| searched for his love. |
| Four sleepless moons had passed. |
| all reminiscing of the
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| night they met. |
| when she bore into his soul. |
| Prometheus, the torchbearer of
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| suffering, hath traveled the edges of earth, to face the God of the wild.
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| For he was guilty of treason, and kidnapped a woman of heir!
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| Oh how he longed for the touch and the kiss of his angel…
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| (Prometheus) — «I have had enough.
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| Pan non effugiat diem hanc!
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| «Where are you?! |
| This bastard eludes me again and again.
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| You cannot simply disappear this time.
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| This is the end.
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| And as he turned, the light left the corridor. |
| The air grew quiet,
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| the torches extinguished, and blackness engulfed the cave. |
| Dillusions of
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| grandeur consumed him as he closed his eyes. |
| chanting incantations to the
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| artifice of the forsaken throne.
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| (Pan) — «Stupid whore. |
| we are destined to rule, but you’re a waste of my time.
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| I will not fall prey to the earth, or the makers who wield it. |
| Open this box!»
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| -The Reckoning. |
| The Summoning. |
| The Purge.-
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| (Pan) — «Obey me! |
| I’ve asked you this question again and again.
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| We have no time for this, my dear…
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| This is the end.
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| One by one, I’ll slaughter them. |
| I will take my own life if I have to…
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| Anesidora, the essence of death is entwined to our melody"
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| (Prometheus) — «Enough. |
| I’ve come to take her away. |
| unhand her, and give her to
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| me!»
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| (Pan) — «You are meddling in affairs far beyond your control, Prometheus.
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| now go away, go away!»
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| Then, engulfed in fire, he advanced on his enemy. |
| Cowering in fear,
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| Pan was cornered…
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| Suddenly, he grinned, snarling «I think I’ll keep her» as he pressed his dagger
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| across her throat!
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| (Anesidora) — «Release me ophidian. |
| alas, I am the key to the terraphage.»
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| (Pan) — «The harlot is finally speaking… pity you’re just a bit late.»
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| The ground began to shake
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| The structures surrounding fell to ruin
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| (Pan) — «You are treading on the grand design.»
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| (Prometheus) — «She's innocent, just kill me in her stead!»
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| The girl began to shake as she witnessed the terror unfold before her…
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| And with a wicked smile on his face, he smeared the blood of her lover off on
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| her cloak. |
| Wrought, she collapsed to the floor as she cried out to the heavens.
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| Begging and pleading. |
| there has to be another means to this
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| (Anesidora) — You and I were meant to be as one. |
| we were meant to be forevermore.
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| Crimson filled the skies, as the storm began to circulate the cavern.
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| Drowning in avarice, he grabbed her by the arm. |
| Their bodies thin to shadow,
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| as they descend upon the artificiant throne. |