The Silver Children - Revision history

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Who knows, once the game is begun
Who struck first, and who bore the first blow?
Who remembers, when the dance is done
Whose heart first grew hollow, whose throat tight?
Revenge is the memory-killer
The shade across time's window.

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−	Passages from The Silver Children, an epic poem by the [[Omban Empire\|Omban]] poet [[Silikam]] in the [[hafadon]] style.	+	Passages from The Silver Children, an epic poem by the [[Omban Empire\|Omban]] poet [[Silikam]] in the [[hafadon]] style.<br />
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	The shade across time's window.		The shade across time's window.
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		+	What now will bind, when no rope holds
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		+	Fast the hound against the tether?
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		+	What silent chain can keep us still
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		+	Before the surging tide and wretched weather?
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		+	The human cord, our merest heart
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		+	A soft smile by the warm hearthstone.

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 Who knows, once the game is begun
 Who struck first, and who bore the first blow?
 Who remembers, when the dance is done
 Whose heart first grew hollow, whose throat tight?
 Revenge is the memory-killer
 The shade across time's window.