The rise of an idea the rise of an empire a journey meanders beset by a hostile
Some things that can only be whispered here.
the rise of an idea the rise of an empire a journey meanders beset by a hostile landscape the sky is punctured and starlight suffuses my skin and eyes
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the rise of an idea the rise of an empire a journey meanders beset by a hostile landscape the sky is punctured and starlight suffuses my skin and eyes
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