Coming back here... It's like standing before a destroyed village. A place that one could call home. The wind blows, and black ash swirls intricately in the air.
It's been a while.
But now I see
That it's been a while for us all.
Saturday, November 7
The Valley of Death
Posted by Jun at 12:00 PM
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