As the midnight sun burned through the clouds, a misty light pours upon my city. For somewhere in this city, lies my Razor Winged Angel. She is of the ranks of the forgotten, that have overwhelmed this land, and are cursed with a hollow exsistance.
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As the midnight sun burned through the clouds, a misty light pours upon my city. For somewhere in this city, lies my Razor Winged Angel. She is of the ranks of the forgotten, that have overwhelmed this land, and are cursed with a hollow exsistance.