Dispatches-From-Amaurot

A Mostly IC Digest by Aellae Neru

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Our name is Aellae on Discord.

Legatus Frumentarius Erat
Shard of Igeyorhm
Mildly Majorly Burnt Out Writing Catte
Bearer of Resting Villain Face

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Interact with me? Yes, I luv it
Mare - B4ENK65XV4


Quietly Singing:
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Close one there
Choking in clean underwear
Bleeding tongue
Eight ball pounding in my lungs
Ship to shore
I can't see the coastline anymore
I shouldn't be here
I thought I made that loud and clear

But the master of disaster
Gets tangled in her Telecaster
She can't play it any faster
When she plays the blues
When she had the heart to ask her
And every note just shook the plaster
Now she's just a mean old bastard
When she plays the blues

Yanxia Town
Chasing that old dragon down
Madam Wong's
We play the blues with the curtains drawn
Sidewalks of white
While the Ul'Dah sun beat out the night
Pounding brain
My last transmission down the drain

And the master of disaster
Gets tangled in her Telecaster
She can't play it any faster
When she plays the blues
When she had the heart to ask her
And every note just shook the plaster
Now she's just a mean old bastard
When she plays the blues

There's a debt I owe
I'll never pay before I go
So I sing the blues
Hand me down my walking shoes
You're in my heart
Though we may be malms apart
There's my point
I'll see you in another joint

When the master of disaster
Gets tangled in her Telecaster
She can't play it any faster
When she plays the blues
When she had the heart to ask her
And every note just shook the plaster
Now she's just a mean old bastard
When she plays the blues
Now she's just a mean old bastard
When she plays the blues
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With apologies to John Hiatt for a few changes,
Master of Disaster, off the album by the same name.

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