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The Underforums
Mighty Terrakis whose cunning and power crushed all who stood against the giants of shadow and their allies has been gone for some time. Such was the authority of his voice, however, that activity here is still directed by his words. Grim giants patrol these lightless warrens, hounds whose substance is culled from that of shadow itself bounding in packs before them. Those few surviving stragglers of those who had opposed them have been hunted down and slaughtered and the oppressive silence of a realm broken and enslaved fills these caverns where even the muted chorus of the dead would seem to have lost its voice.
To say that all is silent here, however, would not be correct, for against the hard stone of these cavern walls there echoes the ringing tone of a song, a tune of the dour and unyielding embrace of the harshness of this world, a song whose singing means that there is work to be done .......
And it’s go, boys, go!
They’ll time your very breath,
and every day you’re in this place
you’re two days nearer death.
But you goooooooooooooooo!
- Great Big Sea
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