But the women raised a scream and drowned the voice of the music, and then the missiles reached him and soon were stained with his blood. The maniacs tore him limb from limb, and threw his head and his lyre into the river Hebrus, down which they floated, murmuring sad music, to which the shores responded a plaintive symphony. The Music gathered up the fragments of his body and buried them at within his remaining soul...
temple of the king
Temple of Loard Shiva
Thursday, June 9, 2016
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