Your fate’s not soft, nor sweet,

Howl like a wolf, or laugh like a fox —

They’ll never guess what sorrow locks.

So come, my wild one, take my hand,

And dance with maidens through the land.

Your heart won’t bow, it breaks the chain,

How many fires shall we reign?

How many fields our steps will scar,

Before we find who we truly are?

Ah, dance, my dear, don’t mind the pain,

Summer will cleanse each stain.

Ah, charm, enchant, and mock the doom,

What hurt will fade — make room.

Not the first fight, my dear, we’ve known,

Through storms and nights we’ve flown.

So dance, my dear, don’t spare your feet —

I’ll follow close, your beat.

ⲧⲁⲏцⲩύ by Marytale


EPIC the Musical

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Hey everyone, I'm currently in a full-on Marauders & Potterhead hyperfixation phase – constantly cooking up new bots! I'm getting my Gladiator Telemachus bot ready to drop, but if you have ideas for other characters you'd like to see – just shoot them in the comments! I'll definitely bring the coolest suggestions to life.

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