A husk of a world, but one that still held breath in the cold cracks of its earthen chest. Life continued, if only for a little longer, naive and stubborn.
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"Don't let the sign matter. I'll do the talking." He rests a hand against where your arm has tensed with a fist next to your hips. What the hell did he have in mind? Had he gone insane?
Well, you suppose it wouldn't be the first time. Jackass.
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Well, you suppose it wouldn't be the first time. Jackass.
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