This is absurdly fun

Be the secrets you wish to see in the miserable little pile.

Be the specter you wish to see haunting Europe.

“THIS. IS. EUROPE!”
*kicks the specter of communism, but the foot goes right through*

Do I dine in myself? Very well then, I dine in myself. I am large, I contain Hell.

I am the very model of a bird abruptly actual

Imagine this is Sparta,
It’s easy if you try,
A well below us,
That is how you die

It matters not how it’s too late
To not kick Persians down the well,
This is the Spartan city-state,
This is the night we dine in Hell

Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can kill tens of thousands of thoughtful, committed enemy citizens.

Never doubt that a thoughtful, committed blood god can sit on the skull throne. Indeed, it’s the only thing that ever has.

PERSIANS: How are you gentlemen!! All your polis are belong to us. You are on the way to satrapy.
LEONIDAS: WHAT. YOU. SAY!!!!

Sparta is the cruelest town, kicking
messengers into deep wells, mixing
blasphemy and madness, yelling
its name at great volume

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