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The Plague's Maid
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The Folklore Furnace She split the world in twenty ways,
The day she stirred a deadly plague,
To rid the world of our sins.
Her mission plan was Out To Kill,
She claimed the lives of scum until
her illness broke from its chains.
Then her disease killed hoards for miles,
And she rejoiced Death for a while,
But then her mission backfired.
Her beauty died with countless young,
Her savage bloodlust reeked among
both the Hopeful and Damned.
Now the townsfolk live again,
Too scared to let that woman in,
So she waits until dark.
