Tristan's p.o.v continued
On this chaotic dark day of reckoning,
I come at your beckoning. You
don't care if I am torn asunder.
Even now I surrender and give
into you.

Tristan's p.o.v continued
On this chaotic dark day of reckoning,
I come at your beckoning. You
don't care if I am torn asunder.
Even now I surrender and give
into you.
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