A Covenent


What price would you pay for wisdom? Would you
sell your soul? Abandon honor? Betray friends?
Would you dance with The Devil beneath the stars
to learn the steps of The Charleston? Question:
What if you had no soul to sell? What if we’re
just mortal shells for an ancient energy,
a lonely being from the deep spacial sea,
longing to tell its tale of woe? Hmm. If so,
I wouldn’t call that a bargain. I’d call that…


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