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It was very fortunate, he supposed—as the snowflakes drifted down before his eyes—very fortunate indeed to have the Mother of God as one's patroness. Tancred von Marienburg pulled the cowl of his hood further down his face as another piercing gust of wind hissed through the stark-thin trees. A solitary figure in the immense, tractless forest, the young knight rode aimlessly through the ever-deepening snow. The road had long been buried under a veil of white, so that with each step, his horse sank up to its belly in the crisp, frozen snowdrift. As he rode over a particularly high mound of snow, he felt the soles of his boots brush th

I am almost gone I'm broken Like the limbs of a doll I shattered my soul Like that of a victim I lost all my hope Like prey giving up I loose all my chances As if I was unknowing And as you inflict pain, upon me I have no will, or need to stop you I have not a love, hope, nor a chance So I give in, do what you want with my body But please, have mercy and crush my mind so I have no need to live, and I can let go of one last thing one thing I can not do on my own, I need help so I can let go... of humanity But knowing you This wish will never be granted