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Eternal Dusk
In the twilight of eternal dusk, so cold and vast
Where the night stretches mercilessly, shadows cast
Wanders Conan the barbarian on a path so dire
Lost in the storm of a cruel fate, ensnared by fire
Shadows lengthen, dark serpents glide
Echoes of the past are screams that cannot hide
In the vortex of a destiny wrapped in anguish tight
The steel of his blade mirrors terror’s f...
Friday 13th September 2024 4:48 am

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