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Wow Tumblr's first Fronky! Aren't you guys lucky. I think this guy's name is Vario and he loves to mess about in trash and like throw it around.

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Sinister dealings, a kindly old man

He burns a new flame, so he turns off the fan.

Looking down, from tired eyes

He says softly, to your surprise

"Would you like some tea?"

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Tracing rays,

My tired eyes,

My worn down ears,

I want to hide.

I'm weak today,

And worse tomorrow,

The sun may rise,

But I set in sorrow.

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Toiling hard, twisting tight,

Working til the morning light.

Easy work, a soft worker makes,

And we don't give life to those fakes.

Break your back for better days,

Of those who can afford Morgeal’s rays.

Rejoice as my wealth trickles down,

Turn that smile upside down.

Dry clouds waft by,

Praise the work until you die.

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The Warrior in the Water 

The day before was the young one's first time on the ocean, that followed their first week with their hand on a blade. The cold of the steel would not prepare them for a trip on the ocean and the salty spray of the ocean air would not prepare them for when the waters would rise and stand before them. Mighty folk cried into the wind as each boat was torn asunder by the Warrior in the Water. Each time a voice went out the young one could hear the warrior more clearly. Leave. Leave now. Leave now, you do not belong here. Their voice strained to respond, begging the warrior of the waters for mercy, trying to convince him that they would leave. But as the ocean bubbled beneath them at the Warrior's approach, the young one figured it out. This was not a request of those that are here, but a warning to those coming up behind them. 

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To Rise or Set

Taught, holding ends in place,

Pulling string back to my face.

Thinking, am I happy here?

Or should I shoot off, to the clear?

I can't hold long, its getting harder,

Letting go, so I'll fly farther.

Looking forth to mine own end,

I choose myself, an arrow sent.

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Fallen

I think myself a mighty hero,

Though all I do is toil.

I think of all that I would do,

To escape this coil.

Inside I sit on a gilded throne,

Searching for my calling.

Outside I've never reached the heights,

From which I think I'm falling.

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On the top.

On my neck are fresh flowers,

Picked by youthful fingers.

My feet are raised,

My work is praised,

Brought on the back of others.

I'll sing for you, and then you'll hear,

That of me, there's nothing to fear.

Don't discuss my works, watch my face,

Then you'll know your place.

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Mountains

From one falls water endlessly,

From one grows crops that we all need,

We find them, hoard them, pack them up,

Then walk them up the last one, to the top.

He drinks and gorges,

On our labours,

We thank him though,

For growing crops and letting water flow.

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Please Join Us

Listen well, things are changing,

You can't just stand here waiting.

We need you moving, helping out,

Not twisting thoughts of fear and doubt.

Come do what we all do all day.

You can't keep doing it your way.

Are you weak or just a fool?

Wilful or unusual?

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Gridfell, Lawren of Rigidity. Stay in line.

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Little pakkle baby boy,

Taken from his home,

Doesn't know what to do,

So he hides away from you.

Freedom from the mortal coil,

Just some steps away.

But their feet and head are lead,

Heart still beating when they're dead.

How do they start to move?

Or are they cursed forever?

The songs lost from their swollen heart,

Before they even get to start.

'Save us please,' they silently cry,

'I can't stand Morgeal's dance,

She's much too strong, I'm much too weak,'

With that their heart begins to creek.

In defiance or foolish hope,

They cannot pretend to know,

Even weary feet must walk

On tired bones of chalk.

Here they leave you wondering,

About their ultimate fate,

But they cannot tell you though,

That of which they do not know.

So all they hope for you,

Is that you begin to walk too.

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To the Sea

Take me, I'm longing to see, fields of endless blue.

My heart desperately wants what it hasn't seen, I want to share with you.

If you wont come, I'll walk alone and find these new shores.

I wont be kept from what I want, while you whither away at home

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AKCHUCK

Isolation to strong to think, But why would anyone care what I think?

I should drink.

Because I'll never be strong. All I know is wrong.

KIYAHRI

I need you, but don't want you,

Please just take care of me.

It's just what I expect you you to be.

It's thankless, but if I crumble you will too.

RONREN

I won't give you what you need,

I won't notice when you bleed.

Knowing me will help you change, you'll walk out of your cage.

And you'll find, you don't need me either.

And I won't mind.

FUNJI

Do right, or I'll make sure you do.

All day and night or I'll tell on you.

My substance lacks, but ill enforce curfew.

DOGSEM

I know it's wrong, but I'll till all day.

I know it's long and hard to stay.

But I'm in love, and must provide,

A reasonable spot, to start a hive.

STINKFISH

I can't hear

I can't see

Please just leave me be

Don't talk

Don't ask

I'm done here!

ERTHWIK

It's morning again

My head is killing

If I can get through the day

My drinks will be filling

DIRTRAK

I'm aloof, I don't care

POOF

I'm not there.

But ill fuck with your life, sleep with your wife

And disappear.

FONFAN

Work!

Or I'll show you

Dirt!

Till the earth

To the beat of my drum

Or you are...

Done!

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Erthwik the Forgetter 

Erthwik woke up today like many other days, with a rotten head on account of all the killwater they had drunk the night before. There was a lot to do today, the channels of Gleo weren’t going to fill themselves with regular water on their own.

They watched Morgeal cross the sky for a little longer, as long as they could in fact, until it got to that critical moment where every part of preparation would have to be done in a moment. They rushed out of their bedroll, dunked themselves in their cleaning tub for a second, ate some leftover sugarleaf mix from the night before that was resting in between their emptied bottles, decided to wear what they had on the night before, changing only the outercoat to mask the smell of their bad habits, and rushed out the door.

Morgeal turned their dinner plate sized pupils into pin pricks and they shielded themselves from it’s unforgiving rays as they moved hurriedly to Damani Mountain to begin work. They took side streets to dodge interactions with other Pakkles who may know of their previous night’s shame, giving only pleasantries to those who were unavoidable. About halfway there Erthwik realised that they hadn’t brought their yoke with which to carry their water buckets. But as they were as late as they could possibly be they opted to use one of the oversized, especially heavy ones they had on hand in case of breakages. Just another time they would have to log that they’d broken theirs, another fine, that would cost them more than a few shards. 

Eventually they arrived at Damani, their coworkers already walking up and down the mountains filling and emptying buckets. The river Mali was flowing strongly today and Pakkles dotted all along its sides, their heavy feet slowly eroding and flattening it’s depth. Amongst those Pakkle was an obvious space, which Erthwik quickly tried to fill without making too much of a fuss.

“Goodmorning Erthwik,” said Fonfan, in a manner that suggested it was more of a warning than a greeting 

“Goodmorning Fonfan, I hope you have not had to make up for my absence too much,” replied Erthwik with guilt trickling across their tongue 

“Not today my friend,” she replied “I only hope this does not reoccur so frequently that you fall behind on your quota”. 

“I will see that it doesn’t, I had quite a morning getting here.” Swiftly lied Erthwik 

“Large foot traffic I suspect?” replied Fonfan

“Uh yes I suppose so, you know how it is in the morning time, everyone is excited for the day, they have much to say,” said Erthwik, thankful for the opening she had given him to extend his lie in a believable manner.

“Funny, I didn’t catch any foot traffic on the main road here,” curtly responded Fonfan

Jerk thought Erthwik always painting me into a corner with her words.

Erthwik got to work, picking up the pace to make up for their lateness, though their speed caused more than a few pales of dropped water, undercutting their quick work. During the day, they reflected, their behaviour had definitely caused an effect on Fonfan’s day, they had more than a right to be upset, their choice to show it had annoyed them sure, but it was not for Erthwik to decide how one responds to someone’s inability to work as a team. They would have to show a gesture to them before the end of the day.

Erthwik decided to call their day short at just 87 of the 100 required up and down trips of the day. Their back had begun to tire from the pressure and their head would just no longer focus on the monotony of the work that the other Pakkle’s seemed to excel at. Their mind turned to the gesture, they would fill up their waterskin and lend it to Fonfan for the night, extra water was always greeted with a smile here in Idlewild.

“Here Fonfan, to apologise for my lateness here is my filled waterskin, I hope that it can help you tonight,” said Erthwik, extending their hand to hers

"It is okay Erthwik," responded Fonfan, not engaging his gaze "split among all those in our line that's not much water, just be here tomorrow on time." 

Jerk thought Erthwik you try to do something nice for someone. 

With that Erthwik went home, and not long after so did the rest of the Pakkle in their line. 

With a chip on their shoulder Erthwik walked in their door, the weight of the chip interfering with their thoughts. 

"I know just the thing" said Erthwik aloud, and reached for a fresh bottle of killwater.

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I am weary

I am lost

It is warm

But I'm stuck in the frost

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So you hear me, I think I'm free

You're trying hard to test me.

One day soon I'll break

If I don't I'll never take.

But I see why

Cause if I stay scared

I'll never be prepared,

For when the world truly needs me.