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There once was a mirror built by His Grace,
Set to light up Muleheim from space.
On the twenty-second of May
It lasered the city away,
Now Emperor Pausbeck's folly we embrace.
She entered with Thunder & Fire and commanded
all to submit to the mass of her dark, angry cloud
oft-time countermanded by the innocent eye of this Goddess of Storm.
My tears fell like rain. Hot tears of regret, which became less as she went
and with the coming of morn. But she left me with many things I'll not forget
of the loving, the leaving, of my Goddess of Storm.