Musings of the Night song

I must be a creature of love. It is a necessity. Because I am immortal. And skipping through the centuries with only duty and a love of nice things leads to emptiness and madness. I’ve seen it over and over again as the priests and warriors I’ve known have fallen away. Unable to take one more incarnation, one more trip the to this aetheric. It is what allows me to weather the centuries and while I am often in pain or in pieces, still, I endure and it is because of love that I do so.

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