[ grabbing one of the pens and. pausing. the things she'd think to write are things someone would prooobably know, but what could she use instead- something that she can be sure no one'd recognize -
in the end, she jots down a couple of lines: "And so fierce was the fire that the greatest of men withered to pale ash and embraced the firmament, such was the sin of the lands beneath the firmament. The beloved of the night constructed around her great bone-white marble and ashen stone, called by those of the sixth realm as 'Shalott.' And thus the maiden became the lady Shalott." ]
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[ grabbing one of the pens and. pausing. the things she'd think to write are things someone would prooobably know, but what could she use instead- something that she can be sure no one'd recognize -
in the end, she jots down a couple of lines: "And so fierce was the fire that the greatest of men withered to pale ash and embraced the firmament, such was the sin of the lands beneath the firmament. The beloved of the night constructed around her great bone-white marble and ashen stone, called by those of the sixth realm as 'Shalott.' And thus the maiden became the lady Shalott." ]