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  • Everything on the condition of light. Always on the condition of light. You've got to have the dark to paint the light.

    But Gotham and Carthage must be destroyed.

    ...carthago delenda est...

    Slender the slither from a push or a shove. The light pours forth, casting perspicacious shadows. Rise. Warm blur spells sprawl while the trialed footpath receives a radiant blessing.

    And then a touch on the nape of the neck. The conjuration of scribbles interrupts my train of thought. A thousand facsimiles and edits devote themselves to become the bahamut that holds my terror.

    The lagoon-teal evoked scales and the sinister drawl of demons. Fashioned by quill and brush for horror at the gauntlet of force.

    Still, hyacinth lines stream.
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