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Halgrath– Deep Underwater
Halgrath – The Opposite Mind and Mutuality

Once, they were chosen for redemption of their lost souls, denied by whom we call The Light One. Their wings were taken from them, and a mark of shame was given instead. Now, they stalk across the places, where no one waits for them, where no one wishes to see them, and neither wants to accept their existance. Forced to bear the remains of what was once bestowed upon them, what they denied. And only the gods know when they will step upon the path to redemption and return.

In the begining, they were mortus, but now - just a useless husks, which wander this world, creating new reasons to exist by their own. They have their own logic, own minds, own bond. Two as one, one as two. Their speech belongs to one, but the voice comes from both of their jaws. They speak clear, with no pause, like their mind is one. And it seems, this mind bears something unimaginable to human mind.

The far and quiet giggling in the dark causes the creeps, the echo of hardly heard breaths are like a shock in the nerve system, causing the thoughts for fleeing. No signs of aggression, but the fear, which pokes you like a knife in the back, so you can't even notice the slim figure with the croner of your eye, while it floats above the earth. There is no time to think, although there is no danger in reality. But the soul is trembling. And the reason is that the soul was born under the dark moon.

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Halgrath– Deep Underwater
Halgrath – The Opposite Mind and Mutuality

Once, they were chosen for redemption of their lost souls, denied by whom we call The Light One. Their wings were taken from them, and a mark of shame was given instead. Now, they stalk across the places, where no one waits for them, where no one wishes to see them, and neither wants to accept their existance. Forced to bear the remains of what was once bestowed upon them, what they denied. And only the gods know when they will step upon the path to redemption and return.

In the begining, they were mortus, but now - just a useless husks, which wander this world, creating new reasons to exist by their own. They have their own logic, own minds, own bond. Two as one, one as two. Their speech belongs to one, but the voice comes from both of their jaws. They speak clear, with no pause, like their mind is one. And it seems, this mind bears something unimaginable to human mind.

The far and quiet giggling in the dark causes the creeps, the echo of hardly heard breaths are like a shock in the nerve system, causing the thoughts for fleeing. No signs of aggression, but the fear, which pokes you like a knife in the back, so you can't even notice the slim figure with the croner of your eye, while it floats above the earth. There is no time to think, although there is no danger in reality. But the soul is trembling. And the reason is that the soul was born under the dark moon.

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