The Primogenitor, Wither Lords

+ The Wither Lords +

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day;   Rage, rage against the dying of the light.   Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night   (D. Thomas, Terran poet, MII)

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Astra Militarum, The Primogenitor

+ Militarum ad Astra +

  +++ASTROPATHIC MESSAGE RECEIVED+++ …decrypting +URGENT+ …parsing +CLEARANCE LEVEL: VERMILLION+ +CLEARED+ …transcribing //Location: From Cicatrix Maledictum, to coreward Sol System, Terra-bound. Vector 111443K, 893.56. Classification: Space Hulk, size-class: Indistinguishable. Grav-flux indicates classification: Gargantuan-Ω. Psi-active. Translation ortus-scream silenced communication from surrounding systems sector-wide. Threat level: Magna, imminent. Sanctity of Segmentum Solar under direct incursion. See mission […]

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The Primogenitor, Uncategorized

Primogenitor – Order of the Sacred Rose

“You are hereby found guilty of fifteen counts of heresy, thirty two counts of blasphemy, three counts of sedition and twenty seven counts of irreligious utterings. You have performed such acts against the Emperor and the Ministorum with maliciousness and selfish lack of regard for the faith and sanctity of others.”

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The Primogenitor

+ The Five Choices of the Twentieth +

+++ I Choose choice over chance For the Emperor  I choose to be motivated over manipulated For the Emperor I choose to be useful not used For the Emperor I choose to make changes not excuses For the Emperor I choose to do things my brothers won’t, to be able to do what my brothers […]

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Mordheim XX

Mordheim MMXIX – Sleetheim

The Damned beware There is no escape from the City of the Damned There is someone alwayz watching He’s known as The Ryder Of The Damned Never sleeps never rests Ensuring that none escape If they do…. He drags them back to endure their fate Hiding in the shadows Not making a sound But when […]

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Crataegus Remnants, Witchy Woman

The Crataegus Remnants

But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.     Nothing farther then he uttered—not a feather then he fluttered—     Till I scarcely more than muttered “Other friends have flown before— On the morrow he will leave me, […]

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The Story of Lassi – 6th

Introductory posts by other Sleeters have been the status quo, and as the sixth member it’s my time to scratch out my own. The purpose is to give some insight to my work in four examples and inspect my methods and have a little personal pinpointing exercise as well. My journey in the hobby can […]

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