The tale of the Black Island
With snow as black as coal
One step onto the soil
Your thoughts will go black
Two steps onto these foul lands
Your blood will begin to boil
Three steps onto these inescapable lands
Your soul will be trapped
And your body a lifeless shell
- A sea chant sung by pirates
Not much is known about this island besides the fact that anyone that has gone there has never come back to tell the tale.
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