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"One day, you will have to give me up," said the Angel to the Blackbird, breaking the silence as they watched the sunset. "Why is that?" he replied with a frown. "We're together now." "Neither of us can ever truly be happy like this. Lying every day to avoid the wrong confrontation, keeping secrets from our families; We cannot live our lives like this." The Blackbird sat quietly. His arm was wrapped around the Angel while he thought. He'd finally been able to take her away from the Hell of a life she had, to keep her safe from anyone who would do her harm, to treat her like the woman he saw her to be. But he knew in his heart that she was

Old and grim the Nordic tale Of wicked wolves who bring travail Whose fearsome might o'er gods prevails The wolves of Ragnarök Fenrir raging at his chain Longs to taste god-flesh again Some would call him Odin's bane Awaiting Ragnarök Garmr is the hound of Hel Blackest fur and teeth so fell Someday he will escape as well Unleashed at Ragnarök Hungry Skoll, the moon he chases His jaws Mani's light erases Blackest night the world encases In grim, dark Ragnarök Hati hunts the fleeing sun Skoll’s brother, such a wicked one Even Sol's light will be undone Black day of Ragnarök Now hear them howling, dearest frie

Old and grim the Nordic tale Of wicked wolves who bring travail Whose fearsome might o'er gods prevails The wolves of Ragnarök Fenrir raging at his chain Longs to taste god-flesh again Some would call him Odin's bane Awaiting Ragnarök Garmr is the hound of Hel Blackest fur and teeth so fell Someday he will escape as well Unleashed at Ragnarök Hungry Skoll, the moon he chases His jaws Mani's light erases Blackest night the world encases In grim, dark Ragnarök Hati hunts the fleeing sun Skoll’s brother, such a wicked one Even Sol's light will be undone Black day of Ragnarök Now hear them howling, dearest frie