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A Strange Trip


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Apologizes for the really short length and quality, I'm not very good at writing and very rusty - Titanium

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A eldritch and occult rite conducted at the highest peak.

 

A dwarf, sent hurtling through the stars.

 

Passing by infinity in an instant, worlds consuming themselves.

 

landing, falling like a feather at the last moment.

 

Exploration, wandering of steppe and mountain.

 

A fortress, that of black iron peeking from the hills.

 

A gate, that of grand size, runes etched along its surface.

 

Passages walked, a vault found.

 

Both Gold and Dead in piles of great size.

 

Leaving, The accursed place left behind.

 

The occult repeated, the Dwarf sent hurtling back.

 

Home reached, A rest taken with deep reflection.

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Somewhere under a mountain, Norli Starbreaker reminisces how his life's journey began with poetry. He ponders if more dwarven leaders in the future would be poets.

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An abiding philosopher stops amidst his work, the winds carrying upon it whispers of a new kinsmen. His leathery digits curled in thought, stroking his beard idly before endeavoring to find this venturing soul. 

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