Founded: September 9, 2010
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His scythe scrapes the ground as it drags,<br><br>a flash of silver under black emptiness.<br><br>He knows exactly where he is going,<br><br>and he never needs a map.<br><br>His thoughts contain a memorized list that grows by the hour,<br><br>but he evens it out just as quickly.<br><br>He steals lives for a living,<br><br>but souls he cannot take.<br><br>He has no soul and nor can understand remorse or sadness,<br><br>so no good comes of pleas or cries for mercy.<br><br>He is capable of very little emotion,<br><br>only brief pride and enjoyment of the lives lost by his hand.<br><br>Crippled and gnarled, he walks on,<br><br>here to roam for all eternity.<br><br>He has all the control, yet none,<br><br>as he is cursed to this work until the end of time.<br><br>Most times he enjoys his work,<br><br>and thinks of clever and crafty ways to carry it out.<br><br>Other times he longs for a break,<br><br>a break that will never come.<br><br>And so forever and ever more he will walk the earth,<br><br>his scythe scraping along as he seeks out his next.
