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// The Book (poem) 
// Story: The Nocturnal Collection 
// by TheNocturnalLoner 
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Woe be upon thou who open this book
Beware the screams and wails of those who are damned
Cursed thou shall be, after taking thine first look
Tarried and hounded until thy senses are bland

Mine own greed hath caused me to fall
A pursuit of things not meant to be seen
A vicious she-wolf that devours all
Hath plunged me into this hellish dream

Fly up to Paradise, the land of eternal salvation
Power that we are not meant to control
Or fall to Tartarus, the plane of eternal damnation
Broken faith and sin shall stain the soul

Choice, and your choices alone shall carve out your fate
Quickly, turn back now, for thou it is not yet too late