Microcosm
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Microcosm

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My City of Perpetual Death

One must undertake a journey of redemption if one wishes to bask in the warmth of their lord.

As I walk through the city gates, I drop my pack at the side of the road. Worn, torn, and empty — there’ll be no need for it now, Dead weight carrying the forgotten memories of my distant past.

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