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:: Soul of the Warrior MUD ::
Here a solemn fast we keep,
While all beauty lies asleep;
Hushed be all things, no noise here,
But the toning of a tear,
Or the sigh of such as bring
Cowslips for her covering.

- Herrick / An Epitaph Upon a Virgin

It is dark. You are likely to be eaten by a grue.