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unnerving wisps of wind whirl through the tall trees like always.. even after the balance of minds break around them the unchanging patterned of hollow wind stay constant, unchanged through the horrors of this once peaceful underground now almost blissfully charged with the stench or iron…
How convenient of the Queen to finally check on snowden at the worst of times… I should’ve known it would be soon, things were getting to routined of this sickly normal we’ve adapted to.