As the tingle of shadowed memory echoes of what was before one's state as the egg rest on the forescape of the mind to beget habits and ticks into what one calls the self, a void tugs on the pressing matters of what to be. Coalescing the trepidations of his thoughts and sense Aunu warmly stares against the void as a Nue Null forms a blurry image to make out of what is, was, and to come.
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Box-cat I couldn't help but put in a few old words in here
Done by the lovely
Box-cat I couldn't help but put in a few old words in here
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