Extract from an old forbidden text... REF: WoD 137-42

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Extract from an old forbidden text... 

REF: WoD 137-42 

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And doth boldly I pushed my projected astral spirit to that accursed place upon the constant soul storm only known and marked with a sickening yellow 'M', 
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To commune with the ancient being of that first slain in murder that dwells there. 
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Through the ravaging wind I cried out to it, 
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Keeping my sense’s and form of self though only purest act of strongest will, 
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“Spirit”, -I cried,” 
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“Oh! Ye ancient one,” 
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“First to make the clay cry out in horror of its first bloody stain!” 
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“I have risked much to speak with you” 
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“Will you hear me!” 
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Through the howl of those ripped, tattered former ghost the voice hissed back… 
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“Welcome!” 
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“Welcome to the Maelstrom…” 
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“Can I take your order…!” 
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“Tell me of he who is forever marked and curse by God” 
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“Tell me of your brother most foul,” 
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“Tell me…” 
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The first shadow replied. 
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“Do you want lies with that?” 
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“Yes, I screamed,” 
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“Oh yes!” 
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The shadow came back again, 
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Most cryptically. 
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“For an extra fifty of your earth sense..” 
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“You can supersize your order!” 
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“Yes,” I cried again, 
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“Fill me with your most dark poisonous meat and fries and enlarge my request to its maximum yield,” 
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He gave me what I asked and I paid the low price for such… 
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It hissed with a black hapless smile, 
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“Thank you…” 
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“Thank you for coming to Maelstrom Burger,” 
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“Have a nice way..” 
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I consumed what he offered and yet felt unsatisfied. 
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For such things always look so much better in the illustration of them than they do in person. 
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And I then dimply realised. 
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I should have gone to the King of Burgers instead of this Yellow dwelling of “M” for sustenance. 
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For no true knowledge of Cain lived here… 
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