


A third time, three papers were found across Regalia. One was pinned to the entrance of the Crown City Sawbone Clinic, the next was found simply set onto the Golden Willow's bartop, and the third was hammer to the outer wall of
Spilt in blood
Spilt in vain
Friend nor enemy or the same
All about the fear does rise
Every door bare locked
Every pane bare blocked
The clinics, they fill
Of the sick and dreary
Broken and injured, plagued and weary
Despite that you believe us hidden
Four walls around us hides nothing
Through the cracks and breaks, we seep
Onto the streets and sills, we weep
Dawn your mask or dawn your cloak
As Midnight tolls, death still rolls
It does not sleep, it does not feed
Perhaps, Regalia, neither do we