A ROYAL TOMB
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And according to Brownley at least
Ah fuck ow
According to Brownley at least
This was not a ritual that brought any joy
Or comfort
To the people of the island
The-the storytellers and listeners alike were often
To quote Brownley himself
"Whipped raw by wind and rain
Standing grim and grey at the water's edge like guards
At the gate of a royal tomb"
Brownley of course
Did write down the stories he heard
Although they asked him not to
He collected them
Jesus fuck
Curated them
Embellished them perhaps
He published them in a book in 1888
"Through The Deep Dark Forest: Brownley's Fairytales"
Later retitled to "The Fairytales of St. Sasha"
It was the third best selling publication of the year
For Brownley
An aspiring author who had never tasted success
It was a staggering achievement
One he was never able to repeat
Ah fuck ow
According to Brownley at least
This was not a ritual that brought any joy
Or comfort
To the people of the island
The-the storytellers and listeners alike were often
To quote Brownley himself
"Whipped raw by wind and rain
Standing grim and grey at the water's edge like guards
At the gate of a royal tomb"
Brownley of course
Did write down the stories he heard
Although they asked him not to
He collected them
Jesus fuck
Curated them
Embellished them perhaps
He published them in a book in 1888
"Through The Deep Dark Forest: Brownley's Fairytales"
Later retitled to "The Fairytales of St. Sasha"
It was the third best selling publication of the year
For Brownley
An aspiring author who had never tasted success
It was a staggering achievement
One he was never able to repeat
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.00] And according to Brownley at least
[00:03.61] Ah fuck ow
[00:07.49] According to Brownley at least
[00:11.20] This was not a ritual that brought any joy
[00:13.83] Or comfort
[00:15.22] To the people of the island
[00:16.65] The-the storytellers and listeners alike were often
[00:21.58] To quote Brownley himself
[00:24.79] "Whipped raw by wind and rain
[00:29.44] Standing grim and grey at the water's edge like guards
[00:34.39] At the gate of a royal tomb"
[00:43.52] Brownley of course
[00:45.23] Did write down the stories he heard
[00:47.94] Although they asked him not to
[00:50.78] He collected them
[00:52.46] Jesus fuck
[00:54.66] Curated them
[00:57.86] Embellished them perhaps
[01:00.37] He published them in a book in 1888
[01:05.64] "Through The Deep Dark Forest: Brownley's Fairytales"
[01:08.50] Later retitled to "The Fairytales of St. Sasha"
[01:17.33] It was the third best selling publication of the year
[01:20.91] For Brownley
[01:21.86] An aspiring author who had never tasted success
[01:24.99] It was a staggering achievement
[01:30.58] One he was never able to repeat
[01:34.33]
[00:03.61] Ah fuck ow
[00:07.49] According to Brownley at least
[00:11.20] This was not a ritual that brought any joy
[00:13.83] Or comfort
[00:15.22] To the people of the island
[00:16.65] The-the storytellers and listeners alike were often
[00:21.58] To quote Brownley himself
[00:24.79] "Whipped raw by wind and rain
[00:29.44] Standing grim and grey at the water's edge like guards
[00:34.39] At the gate of a royal tomb"
[00:43.52] Brownley of course
[00:45.23] Did write down the stories he heard
[00:47.94] Although they asked him not to
[00:50.78] He collected them
[00:52.46] Jesus fuck
[00:54.66] Curated them
[00:57.86] Embellished them perhaps
[01:00.37] He published them in a book in 1888
[01:05.64] "Through The Deep Dark Forest: Brownley's Fairytales"
[01:08.50] Later retitled to "The Fairytales of St. Sasha"
[01:17.33] It was the third best selling publication of the year
[01:20.91] For Brownley
[01:21.86] An aspiring author who had never tasted success
[01:24.99] It was a staggering achievement
[01:30.58] One he was never able to repeat
[01:34.33]