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Come to the bridal
chamber, Death!
Come to the mother’s, when she feels
For the first time her first-born’s breath!
Come when the blessed seals
That close the pestilence are broke,
And crowded cities wail its stroke!
Come in consumption’s ghastly
form,
The earthquake shock, the ocean storm!
Come when the heart beats high and warm,
With banquet song, and dance, and wine!
And thou art terrible!—the tear,
The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier,
And all we know or dream or fear
Of agony are thine.
Fitz-Greene Halleck
Marco Bozzaris |
Wecome to the center of the
universe.
All things can be found within
the city built by Oscar Zoroaster, every manner of person, item, or belief.
Home to Ozma, the Empress of Oz, and her family, The City of Emeralds is the
center of Oz, and is the marketplace for all things bought, sold, traded,
borrowed, stolen or conjured. Once a great shining city, the sheen is
no longer a sheen of love and compassion, rather, it has been replaced by
the gleam of the eye of a serpent.
All is not well within Oz. When the center
cannot hold, everything falls apart.
And the center has spun out of control. |
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