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Completion, though I think I was too lax with sharing them here to go for poem-a-day haha

That's-a NaPo donezo!

30. The blood in the chalice is yet to be blessed. He holds it, asks for you to fill to the brim this man, the closest you've had to family, ...

29. I know, I saw you sink into your own reflection, like glass a lake of light. Your mirror image slipping below solid surface to– someplace? Somewhere? I still see ...

28. Ferelden dog was meant as insult. An easy mistake when you've lived within the same chained walls for a life the span of your hands, never felt the weight ...

27. History has a habit of repeating itself in rhyme, with reason hidden deep in the heartbeat of the hurt. There was a sing-song voice to the slaughter, some ditty ...

26. Better to be thought the dog that bites an outstretched hand than find yourself a pet, kept again with collar tight fresh noose around the neck. Sharp by blade ...

25. One character is a dwarf that has never been to the surface before now, this is some Origins-era stuff When I asked you what the stars were, you laughed. ...

24. I never saw your face wear such fear until that moment we faced his . Ghost haunted by its own dark spectre, years trapped by a long dark shadow ...

23. The rumour was your hair had greyed during some harrowing dream, That you woke peppered salt with fright and had never been the same. You captured me over potions ...

Ty Iliyah! I had been hoping that some of these could have some value for folks that have absolutely no context of the game!!!

22. Based on the end of Act 3, so spoilers if you've not played this decade-old game I guess There's a bounty placed on every head that dreams of other ...

21. This one is a fanpoem for specific fanfiction. Getting hella meta here I would drown us in blood to keep you safe but you beat me to it. Sink ...

20. One morning I woke and you were gone. Neither of us realising that the eve before had been the last of our time spent intertwined, laughing as you spoke ...

19. Decide it over wicked grace. Wager a sovereign wager a crown, wager whichever gold is softer between fingers and pray your king is less easy to bend.