Cities Dripping in Forgotten Memories

Age old rock on primal grounds. Twisted streets run red with blood. Scarlet pouring between cobbles, Seeping into forgotten memories.

Trodden day and trodden night,

Beaten into the earth.

Blood seeps towards the roots,

Growing cities take its place.

Primordial ooze to crowning empires,

Brawling clans to warring disciples.

Memories forgotten, lessons unlearned,

Fate is bound by repetition.

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