i will survive - [COTC VISIT]

[SLOAN.]

The herald bearing thundering drums, in his wake decay spread across a dying land, ash and waste all he promised in the foul rot of his machinations.

Problems their own held those who deemed the land, poor yet tended still with care as was seen befitting, splintered by another factor, intruders rooted where they do not belong. Another did come beneath the guise of fine mist, the thin vapor curling and fading, obscured only in part the beast adorned in ivory. As best as one of hir stature, child even as the thought soured in hir mind and turned stomach empty for nausea settled heavy, imposing the figure ze cut. At least an attempt of such was conducted.

"What do you need them for." Miniscule the reynard next to such creatures, regal and intimidating though grace prevailed, the ease of addressal Asteri offered other further enraging Sloan. She dare speak as if she bore any power over Bai Shi, might speak for them in any capacity, childish little worries dancing through hir mind.

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Roundest moon flutters on the river, night bird song coasting through heat hangs for a moment there cascades slowly down the thick air, landing somewhere by my feet waking up bugs try to repeat, a fine night to feel light

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