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The Grand Council, in
arrogance, gave their decree: Blood Spirit, you must conform to the Way of the Clans. You have strayed from the Path; we will lead you back. The flash of the blade, the striking knife, the traitor's stab! On the Path our step is true - while other Clans falter. We held out our hands, in the spirit of Kerensky's Dream, And our brethren chose to treat the gesture as folly. In isolations embrace, we forsake all and live for the future.
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