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#ablute
The skyline disappears once again as blackness returns the night. The outsiders bath in the squalid  moonlight, abluting their good intentions. The metamorphosis is complete. Darkness will reign supreme. They gather by the smithy opining with a wild lament .
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Jun 8, 2018
Jun 8, 2018 at 1:14 PM UTC
The old Smithy