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Ah, my dear esteemed benefactor, my proud flower of evil. You are truly the fairest one of all.
O, Magic Mirror, thy wisdom I entreat… Reveal unto me the visage I see…
You, whose image the Dark Mirror did beckon forth… If your heart bids it, take the hand of the one reflected in the mirror.
As flame reduces even the stars to ash. As ice seals away even time itself. As great trees swallow even the sky. Fear not the power of darkness. Now- demonstrate your power.
To me, to them, to yourself. The hour grows long and time is scarce. Keep your grip steady, no matter what may come…
Somewhere in the dead of night, a young boy was alone in the woods swinging a sword with newfound rage. Passing out at the sound of horses…