_________.____________ ____ __. _________ _____ ________ / _____/| \_ ___ \| |/ _| / _____/ / _ \ \______ \ \_____ \ | / \ \/| < \_____ \ / /_\ \ | | \ / \| \ \___| | \ / \/ | \| ` \ /_______ /|___|\______ /____|__ \ /_______ /\____|__ /_______ / \/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/ __ __________ __________.____ ________ / \ / \_____ \\______ \ | \______ \ \ \/\/ // | \| _/ | | | \ \ // | \ | \ |___ | ` \ \__/\ / \_______ /____|_ /_______ \/_______ / \/ \/ \/ \/ \/ .--. .-'. .--. .--. .--. .--. .`-. .--. :::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\ ' `--' `.-' `--' `--' `--' `-.' `--' ` ISSUE 008 .--. .-'. .--. .--. .--. .--. .`-. .--. :::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\ ' `--' `.-' `--' `--' `--' `-.' `--' ` oo1oo oo1oo oo1oo oo1oo oo1oo oo1oo oo1oo oo1oo oo1oo oo1oo ->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->-> "In the fevered recesses of what some dare call my mind, there lurks a tale so twisted, so drenched in the dark juices of the forbidden, that even the Faerie folk, those whimsical dealers in dreams and nightmares, turn their glittering eyes away in dread. This, my friends, is the legend of Faerie death magic, a sinister waltz of power that was buried under layers of time and terror. It’s like trying to grasp the essence of a shadow – the more you reach, the less you catch. And now, in the throes of this blasted Hardwar, as if Eris herself has tossed her golden apple of discord into our laps, these ancient, unholy whispers are clawing their way out of some damned eldritch grave. You feel it, don’t you? The air’s thick with it - a sense of impending, unnameable doom. And there’s her daughter, Dysnomia, reveling in the chaos, the disorder, a wicked grin plastered across the cosmos. I’m not sure what this death magic is, hell, I’m not sure of anything anymore. But if the Faerie folk fear it, if they, with their centuries of cunning and caprice, are steering clear, then you can bet your last acid tab that this is something foul, something that makes the bravest of souls quiver. So here I am, teetering on the brink of reality, pen in hand, eyes wide open to the madness that is about to unfold. God help us all.” ->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->->- oo1oo oo1oo oo1oo oo1oo oo1oo oo1oo oo1oo oo1oo oo1oo oo1oo .--. .-'. .--. .--. .--. .--. .`-. .--. :::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\ ' `--' `.-' `--' `--' `--' `-.' `--' ` ! Produced by I HATE IT HERE - https://www.tengushee.com/ihih ! | #FAEWAVE #ERIS .--. .-'. .--. .--. .--. .--. .`-. .--. :::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\::::::::.\ ' `--' `.-' `--' `--' `--' `-.' `--' ` EOF