A poet is a person with a soul made of delicate glass. Seeing the horrors of the plague, he did not break down, but turned to the bottle, trying to wash away the bloody images with hops.
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The Raven Bane unexpectedly joined in his creative process — the feathered cynic began to caw poems of his own composition. His lines are sharp, gloomy, but full of strange wisdom...
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