Beyond The Stone Wall
In the world of dirt, a black dog, black cows. I slip into the landscape, fog-filled flat planes. Something has unhinged. The only sound - angels one thousand - their hum.
In the world of dirt, a black dog, black cows. I slip into the landscape, fog-filled flat planes. Something has unhinged. The only sound - angels one thousand - their hum.
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