(text-style: "italic")[“Innocence is innocent not because it rejects but because it accepts; is innocent not because it is impervious and invulnerable to everything, but because it is capable of accepting anything and still remaining innocent; innocent because it foreknows all and therefore doesn’t have to fear and be afraid.”] ― William Faulkner, The Town
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}It ‘twas the first Unrise when you came to [[town]],It ‘twas the first Unrise when you came to town,
The Night has come early and the Family [[frowns]].
It ‘twas the first Unrise when you came to town,
The Night has come early and the Family frowns.
On lips too long and on faces too [[thin]],
It ‘twas the first Unrise when you came to town,
The Night has come early and the Family frowns.
On lips too long and on faces too thin,
But well suited to speak to the trouble we’re [[in]].
It ‘twas the first Unrise when you came to town,
The Night has come early and the Family frowns.
On lips too long and on faces too thin,
But well suited to speak to the trouble we’re in.
The Long Night renders for a month every [[year]],
It ‘twas the first Unrise when you came to town,
The Night has come early and the Family frowns.
On lips too long and on faces too thin,
But well suited to speak to the trouble we’re in.
The Long Night renders for a month every year,
The days to a state of dark, dank and [[drear]].
It ‘twas the first Unrise when you came to town,
The Night has come early and the Family frowns.
On lips too long and on faces too thin,
But well suited to speak to the trouble we’re in.
The Long Night renders for a month every year,
The days to a state of dark, dank and drear.
A time when the hearth and the big oaken [[door]],
It ‘twas the first Unrise when you came to town,
The Night has come early and the Family frowns.
On lips too long and on faces too thin,
But well suited to speak to the trouble we’re in.
The Long Night renders for a month every year,
The days to a state of dark, dank and drear.
A time when the hearth and the big oaken door,
From Unrise to Sunrise both warm and [[secure]].
It ‘twas the first Unrise when you came to town,
The Night has come early and the Family frowns.
On lips too long and on faces too thin,
But well suited to speak to the trouble we’re in.
The Long Night renders for a month every year,
The days to a state of dark, dank and drear.
A time when the hearth and the big oaken door,
From Unrise to Sunrise both warm and secure.
For beyond the circle of our fire’s [[light]],
It ‘twas the first Unrise when you came to town,
The Night has come early and the Family frowns.
On lips too long and on faces too thin,
But well suited to speak to the trouble we’re in.
The Long Night renders for a month every year,
The days to a state of dark, dank and drear.
A time when the hearth and the big oaken door,
From Unrise to Sunrise both warm and secure.
For beyond the circle of our fire’s light,
Incircle still further the Archons of [[Night]],
It ‘twas the first Unrise when you came to town,
The Night has come early and the Family frowns.
On lips too long and on faces too thin,
But well suited to speak to the trouble we’re in.
The Long Night renders for a month every year,
The days to a state of dark, dank and drear.
A time when the hearth and the big oaken door,
From Unrise to Sunrise both warm and secure.
For beyond the circle of our fire’s light,
Incircle still further the Archons of Night,
The Longwalkers leave tracks in newfallen [[snow]],
It ‘twas the first Unrise when you came to town,
The Night has come early and the Family frowns.
On lips too long and on faces too thin,
But well suited to speak to the trouble we’re in.
The Long Night renders for a month every year,
The days to a state of dark, dank and drear.
A time when the hearth and the big oaken door,
From Unrise to Sunrise both warm and secure.
For beyond the circle of our fire’s light,
Incircle still further the Archons of Night,
The Longwalkers leave tracks in newfallen snow,
But they stop at our doorsteps for they know what we [[know]].
The Light of our Family has never been [[dimmed]],
The Light of our Family has never been dimmed,
No matter the Grave or the Trouble [[we’re in]],
The Light of our Family has never been dimmed,
No matter the Grave or the Trouble we’re in,
The Longwalkers, in truth, are Family [[too]],
The Light of our Family has never been dimmed,
No matter the Grave or the Trouble we’re in,
The Longwalkers, in truth, are Family too,
Just stippled and slantways from me and from [[you]].
The Light of our Family has never been dimmed,
No matter the Grave or the Trouble we’re in,
The Longwalkers, in truth, are Family too,
Just stippled and slantways from me and from you.
So leave out the milk, the pastries and [[tea]],
The Light of our Family has never been dimmed,
No matter the Grave or the Trouble we’re in,
The Longwalkers, in truth, are Family too,
Just stippled and slantways from me and from you.
So leave out the milk, the pastries and tea,
Light up your incense and listen to [[me]],
The Light of our Family has never been dimmed,
No matter the Grave or the Trouble we’re in,
The Longwalkers, in truth, are Family too,
Just stippled and slantways from me and from you.
So leave out the milk, the pastries and tea,
Light up your incense and listen to me,
There is an old saying as old as the [[hills]],
The Light of our Family has never been dimmed,
No matter the Grave or the Trouble we’re in,
The Longwalkers, in truth, are Family too,
Just stippled and slantways from me and from you.
So leave out the milk, the pastries and tea,
Light up your incense and listen to me,
There is an old saying as old as the hills,
And if you say it you might not get [[killed]]:
“Ol’ Coldkind, Ol’ Rimebound,
Ol’ Wandering [[God]],
“Ol’ Coldkind, Ol’ Rimebound,
Ol’ Wandering God,
Ol’ Faceless and Traceless,
Of Frost and of [[Sod]],
“Ol’ Coldkind, Ol’ Rimebound,
Ol’ Wandering God,
Ol’ Faceless and Traceless,
Of Frost and of Sod,
Bear Back, Bear Back!
Begone! [[Begone!]]
“Ol’ Coldkind, Ol’ Rimebound,
Ol’ Wandering God,
Ol’ Faceless and Traceless,
Of Frost and of Sod,
Bear Back, Bear Back!
Begone! Begone!
After the Long Night,
Does come the [[Dawn]].”
So Welcome, dear traveler, to Widow’s [[Peak]]. So Welcome, dear traveler, to Widow’s Peak.
Stay out of the fields for there’s plenty to [[eat]].
So Welcome, dear traveler, to Widow’s Peak.
Stay out of the fields for there’s plenty to eat.
We offer you lodging and bedding and [[food]],
So Welcome, dear traveler, to Widow’s Peak.
Stay out of the fields for there’s plenty to eat.
We offer you lodging and bedding and food,
And ask only that you refrain from the [[moods]],
So Welcome, dear traveler, to Widow’s Peak.
Stay out of the fields for there’s plenty to eat.
We offer you lodging and bedding and food,
And ask only that you refrain from the moods,
That chafe at the hearts of our kind and our [[kin]],
So Welcome, dear traveler, to Widow’s Peak.
Stay out of the fields for there’s plenty to eat.
We offer you lodging and bedding and food,
And ask only that you refrain from the moods,
That chafe at the hearts of our kind and our kin,
And sit down to dinner before you [[tuck in]].
So Welcome, dear traveler, to Widow’s Peak.
Stay out of the fields for there’s plenty to eat.
We offer you lodging and bedding and food,
And ask only that you refrain from the moods,
That chafe at the hearts of our kind and our kin,
And sit down to dinner before you tuck in.
Wipe the blood off your boots before you come [[home]],
So Welcome, dear traveler, to Widow’s Peak.
Stay out of the fields for there’s plenty to eat.
We offer you lodging and bedding and food,
And ask only that you refrain from the moods,
That chafe at the hearts of our kind and our kin,
And sit down to dinner before you tuck in.
Wipe the blood off your boots before you come home,
And avoid the Longwalkers at night as they [[roam]].
And when you stray from the things that we’ve [[said]];
And when you stray from the things that we’ve said;
May your screams carry far from the Lake of the [[Dead]].
And when you stray from the things that we’ve said;
May your screams carry far from the Lands of the Dead.
And may you be reborn in the Light of the [[Church]],
And when you stray from the things that we’ve said;
May your screams carry far from the Lands of the Dead.
And may you be reborn in the Light of the Church,
For the Morgue has gone cold and the alternative [[hurts]].
And when you stray from the things that we’ve said;
May your screams carry far from the Lands of the Dead.
And may you be reborn in the Light of the Church,
For the Morgue has gone cold and the alternative hurts.
The Long Night is here and there is much to be [[done]],
And when you stray from the things that we’ve said;
May your screams carry far from the Lands of the Dead.
And may you be reborn in the Light of the Church,
For the Morgue has gone cold and the alternative hurts.
The Long Night is here and there is much to be done,
From our Family to Yours; [[From Night Comes the Sun]].
OOC:
Welcome to DRTX Lonestar Skies: Hearthbound!
We hope you enjoy your stay at Widow's Peak.
Drink some Nog!
Pet a scary cow!
Avoid the frozen horrors that peek at us between the slats of our pastoral homesteads!
And have a great holiday - if you're about that.
<3
Shan,Aesa and
The DRTX Team