Sir Dominick's Bargain

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by Rufus Woodward


  Two shadows ride from Dunoran

  Silent and uncanny, while

  Your body lies in the courtyard

  Cold and stiffening already

  Poor Sir Dominick. Lost, damned Sir Dominick

  What hope did you ever have?

  Your bargain is not yet ended.

 


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