Taurian Stubbornness

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<lora:FluxLinoGraal:0.5> <lora:GraalSDXL97Stack:0.5> Beyond the jump points, where the stars fade thin, Where the maps run dry and the dark begins. We’re the forsaken, the ones who remain, On the fringe of the void, where the lost sustain. The suns burn cold, and the nights stretch long, But we’ve carved ...

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"<lora:FluxLinoGraal:0.5> <lora:GraalSDXL97Stack:0.5> Beyond the jump points, where the stars fade thin, Where the maps run dry and the dark begins. We’re the forsaken, the ones who remain, On the fringe of the void, where the lost sustain. The suns burn cold, and the nights stretch long, But we’ve carved a life where we don’t belong. With well-oiled tools and a stubborn pride, We guard the spark where the stars collide. Out here on the edge, where the shadows creep, We build our dreams in the stellar deep. No lords, no kings, no throne to claim, Just the void’s embrace and our whispered name. The HPGs never reached out here, No ComStar whispers to soothe our fear. Just the hum of generators, the glow of a flame, And the stories we tell to remember our name. We trade in salvage, in hope, in pain, In the bones of ships that won’t fly again. But we stand together, though the odds are grim, For the Periphery’s light won’t grow dim. Out here on the edge, where the shadows creep, We build our dreams in the stellar deep. No lords, no kings, no throne to claim, Just the void’s embrace and our whispered name. They say the Inner Sphere’s a gilded dream, But out here, we’ve learned to live between. For freedom’s not a flag, nor a crown, It’s the will to endure when the sky falls down. So raise a glass to the far-flung stars, To the shattered worlds and their ancient scars. We’re the children of the void, the ones who dare, To forge a life in the endless glare. With fields of dust and skies of stone, We’ve turned the barren into a fragile home. And if the Great Houses come one day, We’ll meet them here in our own hard way. Out here on the edge, where the shadows fall... Out here on the edge, where the shadows fall, We’ll rise as one, and we’ll stand tall. No ‘Mechs, no gold, no House to name, Just the strength of the void and our burning flame. Beyond the jump points, where the stars fade thin, We’ll keep the flame alive as the dark closes in. For the edge of the void is where we’re bound, And the Deep Periphery’s our hallowed ground."

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