Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20190601225408/@comment-31336039-20191125065003

Fayard squeezed his crossbow, imagining crossing the gates of death. He whispered a little rhyme to stay focused.

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.

When this blazing sun is gone, When he nothing shines upon, Then you show your little light, Twinkle, twinkle, through the night.

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