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The darkness and the rain do little to stifle the line of adventurers growing before the...
The darkness and the rain do little to stifle the line of adventurers growing before the...
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The battlefield is my circus: my bow bends like a contortionist and launches my arrow...
Like a juggler at the fair, my hands move in complex spirals—too fast to track, too...
I pull back the bowstring like a circus master pulling back the curtain. What flies forth...
The gray skies and pallid waves reflect the somber mood on deck as the funeral begins....
Delicate features flush crimson with righteous indignation—fueled by the fires of...
A solemn horn and a cello are joined by angelic strings and an uplifting flute. The tempo...
A solemn horn and a cello are joined by angelic strings and an uplifting flute. The tempo...
Deep solemn voices are joined by a searching violin. The mood is mournful and filled with...
As squat, wide, and heavy as mountain stone, one wouldn't expect dwarves to excel in...