Swirling mists, smoke and mirrors. Masses of mourning people weeping- Cemeteries of vanquished heroes. The lost leaderless be wailing. The darkness suffocates the soul, The people sit longing for a hero to rise. The flickering lights do grow old- Now feeble minds raise eyes to a stormy sky. Into the clouded heavens … <a class="more-link" href="http://ground000.wordpress.com/2012/12/15/hero/">Keep reading <span class="meta-nav">→</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ground000.wordpress.com&blog=32084475&post=660&subd=ground000&ref=&feed=1" width="1" height="1" />
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