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cities perched on floating surfaces up among the clouds...i was stationed at the capitol safe behind master's walls...orders were to remain within unless or until provoked...and if provoked disarm, destroy, or disable at any cost...then...there he was...upon us with a bloodlust in his eyes...his arm...he wrought destruction far across the sky...and i...beheld the city's ruin from afar...the sound...the metal--gods, the chaos filled the skies......then there he was...before me with a madness in his eyes...the air...the scent of death was all about the room...and for...a moment i was out among the clouds...apart...adrift upon the wind and then...a flash...a charge excites the sky...as storm and tempest multiply...my foe, now terrified...and powerless in the storm...his body pinned to the door...he struggled to escape...and suddenly all was ash...was dust...

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when i scoured the remains...found my lord profaned...left broken in his lair...undone, beyond repair...i knelt beside him there...i reached inside his cloak...where his notes are kept...concealed within his armament...and suddenly he gasped,...(lackwit to the last)..."the empire endures-- we met the master's thirst! Our courage honors him!"...with that his body parted to reveal...the cache of death the fool would wield...but his was not the noble cause...was but a parapet for a cult of death...in a 'heightened state'...he fabricated a paradise...out of air and sky...and his notes were less than I'd expected...just vacant lines from a vacant mind...clearly power-mad...but a lonely man...he'd become his master's 'son'...and i'm not without sympathy for crowns but...by gifts one makes slaves...and by whips make hounds....for how..does one depart...from one's own...from one's heart?...how...can one object...to another's bond when oneself subject?...

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Elecman Poses The Final Question at Barrows

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