Boner

*Written in a small cheap room at a local tavern in Britain, chalk writings fill every possible area on the walls, most deranged nonsense about the Moot*

One passage reads;

Here we are once again where We started.
Long ago We walked these streets and made a living.
The time for peace? No! *"No" is written with an obsessive amount of chalk*
Darts are here....pretty Lady.
Threatened us they have, taken from us our limbs and sight!
Kiran, ever weak and cautious, would not dare allow us.
We work alone this time. Retribution will come.
An eye for an eye....a limb for a limb...
Thus is the way of Things, and thus it shall Be.
Darts will know Fear. They have heard the Voices and Ignored.
They have ignored us.
Darts will know Fear...

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