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The rider drew closer to my murky domain And as I peered, I saw his bold determination No matter for his folly, thought I: Soon his blood would run cold, and madness would strike As I brooded upon this, he came nearer The veil thickening around his stallion I waited for him, the darkness wrapped around me like a cloak I felt all things in the shifting mist, and I perceived all Now the time was ripe; Without warning, I swiftly launched myself upon him I smote him right on his soul And trickled into his horse's As comprehension struck him His horse reared, blood red terror in its eyes My vicelike grip constricted, and though he st