Once more unto the breach, dear humans, once more!
Do not sew the damnable patterns of trembling fear within your spectics. Make of lusterful and passionate colours that which we declare vibrant in truth to ourselves. For one day, you will lie beneath the unforgiving hand of our most beloved death; and you will come to contemplate whether or not your mettle deem true throughout the span of your universally microscopic existence. Our roaring flames of courage and of hope will flicker underneath the stinking breath of consequence and the oppressive glares of those whom we deem judgemental. We must unsheath our blades of our honest and our dearest colours whilst we lift the veil of a lie that festeres within our dear mortal soul. For the penmanship of the orchestra we seem as living shalt not be rewritten. We must not allow silence to fold upon us under those who cannot comprehend the dear wonderment of an individualistic madness. Hold your spirits high and bellow forth to those who hold you in shackles "GO TO HELL!" For this dawning day we proclaim as ours!
The Game's Afoot.
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