it's a corrupt religion, scraps and bones, nothing more.
children grow like weeds, and they get eliminated like the vermin they are.
fangs tell stories of blood and gore,
of wasted lives and heated fights
they sell the city to whoever holds the money.
it's a wasteland here.
- ABSOLUTE MONARCHY [ALTERNATIVELY NAMED: JUNKYARD OF BONES - 8.13.16]
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