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Eero Komsi

As the night wind blows, the boughs move to and fro. The rustling, the magick rustling that brings on the dark dream. The dream of suffering and pain. Pain for the victim, pain for the inflicter of pain. A circle of pain, a circle of suffering. Woe to the ones who behold the pale horse.
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