Traces of light cut the night into pieces, neon storm is flaring, wet pavement is reflecting, a scream, a laughter, both, somewhere, everywhere.
"This city is the largest temple of them all", she mutters, "and we - we are nothing but incense sticks within this chaos, dying away, our stories being sacrifices, in every nook and cranny."
"This city is the largest temple of them all", she mutters, "and we - we are nothing but incense sticks within this chaos, dying away, our stories being sacrifices, in every nook and cranny."
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