A walk through the mystical forest,
Each step taken blending flawlessly with the sound of nature.
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A walk through the mystical forest,
Each step taken blending flawlessly with the sound of nature.
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“Ad Astra abyssosque” - the words cut through the Junction Hall terminal of the International Transit Station, echoing back in a hiss from the alloy walls that covered it. They never died ... Read more
There in the dark alleyways, amidst the homeless, despaired, and the desperate, a presence "lurks". It looks into the eyes of those that pass it. It follows those eyes too. ... Read more