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There are only the remains of what was once a crowd. A man scouring a field of garbage for something of over-riding importance to him, the potent beauty of autumn, and a harsh dark being held up on the base of the sky. The taverns of the city are lining up in tune to the strike of streetlights; the bustling of the old and young are pushed inside as the people of the in-between collapse into a puddle of faces which cloak the sidewalk. The field of trash, a comfortable ten miles from the center of the city, panics. In a cataclysmic change of events, the sun pounds
by ~Domino-T
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