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In my mind's eye I see the vast expanse of the abyss as it looms ever closer into conscious reality. Something dark, ancient, and sentient, awaits in disturbed slumber to bring about chaos to the world. Its tendrils reach out to envelop the sky darker and darker still until all that remains is its very presence. And when the hour is at hand the darkness fades into the earth and sleeps until the harrowing cycle begins anew.
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Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 5:42 AM UTC
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In my mind's eye I see the vast expanse of the abyss as it looms ever closer into conscious reality. Something dark, ancient, and sentient, awaits in disturbed slumber to bring about chaos to the world. Its tendrils reach out to envelop the sky darker and darker still until all that remains is its very presence. And when the hour is at hand the darkness fades into the earth and sleeps until the harrowing cycle begins anew.
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Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 5:42 AM UTC
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