In my day, i have gone through many things. Please exscuse the old Dwarf like context, but it is true. I was once Ascended, but now i follow Iblees. I was hoping to be pure, and help those in need, but the Ascended misguided me more than a lost wolf pup. So here i am,…

Fuck my life. I failed the fourth trail. THE END Anyhow, i am not done. A bunch of shit has gone down, and i almost oiled my jocks in fear. (( I made a combination of Fruit Loops, and Frosted Flakes… It was delicious. I think i will make some tomorrow… I will call it…

On my travels to Oren, i located a lad

CANTO 3 … hic! Through me the way ish to the city dolent;… hic! Through me the way ish to eternal dole; Through me the way among the people losht…. hic! Jushtice incited my shublime Creator;… hic! Created me divine Omnipotence, The highesht Wishdom and the primal Love. … hic! Before me there were no…

CANTO 3 Through me the way is to the city dolent; Through me the way is to eternal dole; Through me the way among the people lost. Justice incited my sublime Creator; Created me divine Omnipotence, The highest Wisdom and the primal Love. Before me there were no created things, Only eterne, and I eternal…

CANTO 6 AT the return of consciousness, that closed Before the pity of those two relations, Which utterly with sadness had confused me, New torments I behold, and new tormented Around me, whichsoever way I move, And whichsoever way I turn, and gaze. In the third circle am I of the rain Eternal, maledict, and…

CANTO 9 THAT hue which cowardice brought out on me, Beholding my Conductor backward turn, Sooner repressed within him his new colour. He stopped attentive, like a man who listens, Because the eye could not conduct him far Through the black air, and through the heavy fog. “Still it behoveth us to win the fight,”…

CANTO 9 THAT hue which cowardice brought out on me, Beholding my Conductor backward turn, Sooner repressed within him his new colour. He stopped attentive, like a man who listens, Because the eye could not conduct him far Through the black air, and through the heavy fog. “Still it behoveth us to win the fight,”…

Oft have I seen at some cathedral door A laborer, pausing int he dust and heat, Lay down his burden, and with reverent feet Enter, and cross himself, and ont he floor Kneel to repeat his paternoster o’ver; Far off the noises of the world retreat; The loud vociferations of the street become an undistinguishable…

CANTO 6 AT the return of consciousness, that closed Before the pity of those two relations, Which utterly with sadness had confused me, New torments I behold, and new tormented Around me, whichsoever way I move, And whichsoever way I turn, and gaze. In the third circle am I of the rain Eternal, maledict, and…