a fucking gambler

"I dug in the quiet earth and wrought the tomb and made these lines to memorize their doom:— EPITAPH; Equilibrists lie here; stranger, tread light; close, but untouching in each other's sight; mouldered the lips arid ashy the tall skull. Let them lie perilous and beautiful."- i. ii. iii. iv. v. vi. vii. viii.



Dorium: “And Doctor Song? In prison all her days?”

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