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Post by Eaglewind on May 1, 2011 20:11:15 GMT -5
In a crucible of the blackest lead, Combine gypsies blood with a mandrakes head, More of the nightshade will you boil, The henbane, datura, and from pox in oil. With hemlock root complete the drought, Foul and dark like night and craft, Of the creator of this new brew and her desire, To steal from another for vengeance, power, or ire.
*NOTE- DARK MAGIC*
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