A dream, yes a dream followed myself. An innocent thing. of broken forms and crumbling shapes. These places are realms of chaos, but don't let the word full you now. Chaos has many forms, and it isn't always such a bad thing. In these places are constant change. Home to the fleet footed and the open minded.
A figure stands among a cliff's edge, their three heads shifting, weaving between their one neck. Posture rigid, they turn with a face whose expression can never tell, and they whisper..
" When was the last time you ever loved your god..? "
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19 Mar 2017 16:40 CET
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