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ι walĸ тнe ғace oғ earтн once мore,
a мιndleѕѕ pυppeт, мy ѕтrιngѕ are тorn.
тнe creaĸy вoneѕ, тнe вad eyeѕιgнт,
yeт тнe cнance тo тυrn wrong тo rιgнт.
Warѕ-a-wagιng, old мanѕ gυιlт,
тнe worldѕ now on мore тнen jυѕт a тιlт.
Parenтѕ weepιng, cнιldren ѕlaιn,
вloody тнoυgнтѕ, ғear wιll reιgn.
OoC:
IC: "You're sharp. Good observation." replied Pseudonymous. She was surprised a student had already guessed she might be female- she hadn't expected that on the first day. Maybe this kid would find her identity first. "Don't tell anyone else what you've found, unless you've arranged a group. If you tell the class, it'll ruin the exam, so I won't know who did their research and who didn't. I'm trusting you won't tell everyone." she said, staring at the boy challengingly.
At his second comment, she pulled the hood of her cloak back over her straw-yellow hair, unkempt and cut short and choppy. Lowering her chin, she nodded. "All right," she said in return, her legs resuming their bored swing as she stood up. "I should probably join the students outside, in case they have any questions."
ι looĸ ιn тнe ѕнadowѕ, a creaтυre dιd lυrĸ,
нe wнιѕpered тo мe, нιdιng a ѕмιrĸ.
"тнoυ ѕнalт вe ĸιlled ιғ тнee can'т ғιnd,
тнe deмon lυrĸιng ιn тнoυ мιnd."
ѕo oғғ ι venтυred, тo qυencн мy тнιrѕт,
oғ corpѕeѕ pιled wιтн нearтѕ-a-вυrѕт.
and on тнaт qυeѕт wнaт dιd ι ѕee?
тнe wιcĸed paтн oғ deѕтιny.
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