…”A gloomy and heavy tune rings afar, that of a hymn. Still difficult to estimate the distance, all the more so few of its rings seem to overtake us. Braised wind stresses.
Nightfall’s got new guest now, us. Bombé immerses then ourselves finely in a sweet and sneaky procession still celebrating the day by the sound of gunpowder. Spoils still displaying, festivies are short-lived under this now frozen sun fallen in the maze of a lootin night.”…
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