As the weave of the web tightens, I step to the edge of a precipice, but I do not fear. I do not fear. With every death follows a calm, a liminal period, and ultimately, the fire-flash of new life. I have my wits, my soul. I am eternal. I am eternal. I am eternal.
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23.12.10
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