heart of my woods

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Breathe, breathe, o’ wild, heavenly stare;
Quaff then, the midnight, forest bare;
of light and sound,
And feast on shadow surely bound.
Oh yes... Tarnished, are we? Come to the Lands Between for the Elden Ring, hmm? Of course you have. No shame in it. Unfortunately for you, however, you are maidenless.


- Varre, the unbelievable man.




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to the companions left behind,
to the words left unspoken,
to the mysteries unsolved,
to the wonders abandoned,

there is not a single day i go without
mourning your familiar entrancing touch.
Oh yes... Tarnished, are we? Come to the Lands Between for the Elden Ring, hmm? Of course you have. No shame in it. Unfortunately for you, however, you are maidenless.


- Varre, the unbelievable man.




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blowing out the candles
never feels the same
in double digits.
Oh yes... Tarnished, are we? Come to the Lands Between for the Elden Ring, hmm? Of course you have. No shame in it. Unfortunately for you, however, you are maidenless.


- Varre, the unbelievable man.




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Tell me darling,
how a rose needs her thorn,
with blood red petals bourne,
clad there in moonlight grey,
then in summer time sway.
Oh yes... Tarnished, are we? Come to the Lands Between for the Elden Ring, hmm? Of course you have. No shame in it. Unfortunately for you, however, you are maidenless.


- Varre, the unbelievable man.



If a nation loses its storytellers, it loses its childhood.
— Peter Handke