Siren of Dreams

[Callen200]

I set up a shop out of boredom
"lets sell potions for cheap on an island"
i told myself..
and you know what.. business is booming

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I decided to Use an island all by my lonesome and Find myself a Person to advertise my potions
He said yes.. funny thing is.. hes tied to no factions and that only brings in more customers?
So what if a demon or witch buys my potions? you act like i would monitor my shop and stop them myself..

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The rules where simple.. i have what you want
You buy it for cheap
And carry on.. its simple business
Some people can't walk into citys..
thats where my shop rises where others are limited

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But you know what is really funny..
I have all these coins clinging and jingling in bags.. yet 
Its not filling this part of me in my heart..

Gold rings.. houses.. i can rent out a tavern 
And have a wonderful Date night with my fairy..
Its all wonderful but.. its just.. MONEY
i could put a bounty on someone and have them killed..
yet i just.. don't care.. all these coins are just a side hobby..

Its all the same.. We fight.. we die, we Beg for a happy life..
Either we get it or we don't..
Some lives end early.. some live on and on until retirement
The place i currently live.. feels so empty
Fighting.. fighting.. and just.. NOTHING

Sometimes i feel like nobody but my the fairys and a select
Few understand me.. i don't know how much longer i can keep this up..
Im ready to leave meranthe.. its boring me.. its not the place i wanted
Soon enough coins.. maybe ill buy an island..
Or live in the forest with my fairy close to nature..
Either way

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My patience is Waning
Im growing so tired..
A choice will need to be made soon..

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Wane
Can you define it?
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Decrease in Vigor, Power, or Extent, becoming Weaker