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Zagreus took a name of power
Zagreus watched his scheming flower
Zagreus at his finest hour
was full of pride and preening.

Zagreus shunned the hero's name
Zagreus gave himself to blame
Zagreus would not be called tame
And havoc set to wreaking.

Zagreus sang with wicked art
Zagreus guiled the hero's hearts
Zagreus aimed his words like darts
And black truth was he speaking.

Zagreus laughed to sow discord
Zagreus spoke with stolen words
Until his catspaws all were cured
Then his comeuppance reaping.

Zagreus took a name of power
Zagreus watched his plans go sour
Zagreus in the final hour
Is filled with rage and weeping.
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With a distinctly disapproving wheeze, a TARDIS materialises, its door drifting ajar. Anyone daring to look inside would be greeted by a scene of utter chaos, even compared to its usual state: everywhere are things piled precariously, books obviously having doubled as serving plates, bowls with teabags still sitting in them, some kind of machinery that appears to be almost growing in the corner. The hollow under the console rather suggests magpies of enormous size have taken up residence; it's a bizarre mixture of torn blanketry, trinkets, and the odd bit of silverware. The very air inside the ship is suggestive of madness.

Nimbly dodging monuments to who knows what deity of mess, Zagreus exits without a backwards glance. "Coming, Charley?"

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