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#okay so this one was a sengoku basara fic
kittykittyhunter · 9 months
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[Posted 19 October 2012] Defeat Your torn banner, bloodied and snapped by the wind. Swords are not shining headstones. They stand upright, watching the dead, better guardians than you. The claws of a dragon broken and blunt. Look upon them. Their bodies are circled with soil and snow. You cannot fulfil the vow to protect, you cannot grant their tomorrows no. One organ gouged, wasted, gone. There lies another.
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