They Are Heard
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Last published Thu, Jun 8, 2017
Hello. My name is Wavealine (Wave-á-lēnē).
I look around and see spirits. I hear them, every single word they say. I feel them. It's tourture. I was told my job is to protect the spiritual world.
But I'm only me. I can do many things, but saving an entire relm is not one of those things.
The, lets call it, 'Beyond' has crashed. The Gods that protect it have been released from their binds. If someone doesn't save it, then Insidious will come true.
The Beyond holds all of the spirits there are. Wish me luck in saving it, for I am the only one.
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