A solar storm swirls, mountains appear to collapse, no comfort but a searing silicon heart collides with past reality. A speck of an eye no longer casts allusions, tendrils yield a new kingdom they retain the succulence of disease. Evolution gallops into the unfolding unseen the metal grey skies skirmish the thirsting figurines yonder
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Imagination fires the soul, resolution the longing.
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