Ryuuketsu

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After another day of abuse I was chained up to the only tree in the garden. I looked up at the moon and I started to remember Loki I started to cry my heart out until I could cry no more. And then remember a song he once thought me and since no one was there I decided to sing it.

Come little children, I'll take thee away, into a land of enchantment.
Come little children, the time is come to play, hear in my garden of shadows.

Follow sweet children,I'll show thee the way, through all the pain and the sorrows,
Weep not poor children, for life is this way, murdering beauty and passions.

Bush now dear children, it must be this way,
To weary of life and deceptions.
Rest now my children,for soon we be away into the calm and the quiet.

Come little children,I'll take thee away into a land of echatment.
Come little children, the times come to play hear in my garden of shadows.

After I stop sing I sense three other percents near me I got ready to fight I bit into my arm and summon my sword made out of my blood.

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