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As castle doors were breaking down
Said alchemist to me:
"Take this vial to thy lips,
before our foe takes thee."

"They'll take thine honor and thy pride
and then they'll take thy life,
But with this poison in thy blood
thou might survive this strife."


Into a sleep like death I fell
whilst the reaper passed...
My body cold and still like stone
when I awoke at last.

But in the darkness something stirs,
Teeth upon my skin...
Little claws for tearing flesh,
And crawling deep within.

My blood so hot and oh so red,
seeping through the cracks...
Onto the floor my insides spread,
I'm now The Queen of Rats.

Skitter skitter, needleclaws,
black eyes in the night...
shiny bodies slim and quick,
Fleeing from the light.

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